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Middle age is the time when you finally get your head together, but your body starts falling apart.
Everything is all well and good in your thirties and forties, but once you hit 50 the check engine light comes on.
You know you’re getting old when you have to wear your glasses in the shower in order to shave your legs.
I don’t let aging get me down. With my knees, it’s too hard to get back up.
When you’re making Thanksgiving Dinner, do your giblets end up in the gravy? Or do you wear a bra when you cook?
I’ve reached the age where my secrets are safe with my friends because they can’t remember...
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