may as well admit it...i'm really begining to enjoy this place. painful, though, as i'm nearly 40 and it appears to be more fun now to be young than it was in the mid 80's.
but then, the-grass-is-always-greener, etc.
asked a random stranger to guess my age...response was 32. under broad daylight! something to be said for not being overweight and having a full head of hair..
guess i'm feeling my oats as my youngest turned 13 this week and my eldest hit 16. now i can officially refer to them as my "teenage daughters."
ah...thereapy for the decrepit single dad....speaking out to an audience who isn't listening.
this is sorta like those strange mumbling people you see from time to time in urban areas. not the hands-free cell phone users (although are we REALLY sure they've got someone on the line?)....i mean the mentally ill types.
what i'm doing here is not far off.
but then, the-grass-is-always-greener, etc.
asked a random stranger to guess my age...response was 32. under broad daylight! something to be said for not being overweight and having a full head of hair..
guess i'm feeling my oats as my youngest turned 13 this week and my eldest hit 16. now i can officially refer to them as my "teenage daughters."
ah...thereapy for the decrepit single dad....speaking out to an audience who isn't listening.
this is sorta like those strange mumbling people you see from time to time in urban areas. not the hands-free cell phone users (although are we REALLY sure they've got someone on the line?)....i mean the mentally ill types.
what i'm doing here is not far off.