Monday, November 9, 2009

What A Long Strange Trip Its Been...



I attended a birthday dinner last night for someone who is right around my age.  She was telling me how much she is looking forward to 50 in a few years and how liberating it will be.

What. The. Fuck?

To me, that is like looking forward to the root canal because you really dig the Nitrous oxide. 

No.  Just No.

Men can look forward to 50.  They can look forward to that distinguished look of gray around the temples and experience lines around their eyes.  They get to feel relieved that the kids are gone and they can now spend their money on green fees and sports cars that they look ridiculous driving.

But women?  Women can only look forward to more trips to the salon the cover the gray, painful botox injections and buying shoe inserts to go in the pumps that make our legs look great but irritate that fucking bunion that just appeared one day.

Yes, my friend does have the right attitude.  She is secure in her relationship, secure in her head and ready for the next adventure in life.

Me? I have yet to figure  out what I want to be when I grow up.  The thought of finding peace where my head is at now is like being happy that I got half way through a 10,000 piece jigsaw puzzle and giving up and putting the pieces back in the box.

NO!  I say.  NO!  I am going to finish that freakin' thing even if it is all black pieces and I am going to glue it together and put it on the wall of the old folks home.

But for now, I am going to continue to sort out the straight pieces so I can at least finish the outside.

Have a nice week kewl kids.

7 comments:

GiGi said...

I am certainly grateful to be alive, but I, too, am not looking forward to aging...I see old pictures of myself, and I am amazed at how young I looked.

Just Me said...

I was looking in the mirror the other day and I noticed something in my hair. It looked like someone had thrown flour at me. I asked Hubby to take a closer look at it. He very slowly said, "uh....that's your hair. It's gray."

I look at my hands and I realize they aren't mine. My younger sister has my hands. How did that happen? I have my Mother's hands. It's scary.

Things that used to work, don't anymore. I'll just leave it at that.

I turned 50 in September.

Liberating? I'm not feeling it.

Vinomom said...

I know I'm not even thirty yet, but I am not even looking forward to that, let alone fifty!

And my hair is at least 75% gray and I'm NOT exaggerating.

You'll get those pieces together. Most of us will, eventually.

Evil Twin's Wife said...

Hey, the Evil Twin just turned 50 and he looks great. We have a nearly 12 yr old and nearly 4 yr old, so no extra money for midlife crisis gear for him! LOL.

The Dish said...

My mother is one of those woman that has let her self age naturally. And at 62 she looks amazing. Too bad I look like my Dad. Sigh.

Coffeypot said...

I don't think women age any worse than men. The best looking ones on both sides are the ones who take a bit of care with their bodies. Not sweat drenching workouts, but a little cardio and mild weight lifting along with proper diet and we all look good. Except at closing time. Then we all look GREAT.

Libby said...

my mom always said she was looking forward to being 80, cuz she could say "i'm 80, you know" if she forgot anything..it was a ready-made excuse! she was alive to age 84, but i never actually heard her have to use that...