Sixty-something woman shares ruminations as she plys the latter third of her life with the caveat that age entitles her to be absolutely outrageous whenever possible.
"We Three"
Tuesday, July 14, 2009
News flash!
Sunscreen may prevent sunburn, but it does zippidedodah for freckles. I noticed a whole constellation of those little suckers across my nose yesterday, when I put on my glasses to check for lash clumps. Hell, I thought they had gone the way of Modess pads! And then I remembered, and got to imagine myself a 12 year old sapling again, all skinny and bow-legged, in my pretty pink and white swimsuit with the ruffles on the butt. I forgot that I am actually a gnarly old oak badly in need of pruning. It is like youth just bloomed across my face. How sweet is that!
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