Driving to our hometown's football game this evening, my husband expressed that he was sorry he will be out of town for my birthday. He glanced over at me and asked, "How old are you going to be?"
I answered him in the manner I do when anyone asks me this question, "I'm in my late 50's". My husband looked at me again, "You're not in your late 50's, why do you tell people you are?"
My response begins, "Well they say 50 is the New Thirty, and I absolutely don't look like I'm 30; so I say nearly 60 which is the New 40 which I'm much closer to than 30.
My husband looks at me quizzically, "Why don't you just tell people your real age?"
I continue, "If I tell people I am much older than I actually am, they'll think I look good for my age.When I'm 60 I'm going to say I'm nearly 70 which is the new 50, you know. It's why I've retired from working so early. I want to be even with you, 65!"
My Dear Sweet Husband turned once again towards me and said, "As long as we have many more years together, I don't care how old you are!"
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