At a recent dance/cardio class, a woman I was conversing with could not believe that I had kids that were fourteen and twelve. She was under the impression I was in my twenties so when I started talking about Full Speed approaching his first year of high school, she almost fell over.
I normally dance in the front row of class and she is always anchored towards the back. It was an easy mistake but also flattering.
I should have kept this story to myself.
You know T.Puzzle, he likes to keep things ‘real’.
He quickly put me in my place and in no uncertain terms shared that the absolute youngest I could pass for was forty-three.
It’s not just T.Puzzle that keeps me in check. I have a minor obsession with birds and flowers. To my delight, I have this magazine app that has several back-issues of Birds and Blooms. It makes my heart happy to peruse the colorful photos and imagine being face-to-face with these adorable, fluttery beings immersed in a sea of flowers.
My struggle comes in the form of this particular magazine’s ads. Hearing aids, orthopedic shoes and various bladder control products are the major themes.
At least I’m still dancing…