I'm 50 now! Calm down I'm still 17... I just piddle my pants more often... unexpectedly. at inappropriate times. Less control over bodily functions, teeth, elastin, brainpower, money, chance of grinning at #petetownshend over tea in this lifetime, and less likely to share my thoughts here, the birthplace of my social presence, the womb in which my life story prepped for arrival, the "other journal" for when it hurts to hold a pen. #cantpretendthatgrowingolderneverhurts. And I like #hashtags. I'll add links later. Gonna go green in New Hampshire! Go #TeamPenske! Win Loudon!
Finally got that pink bow tattoo! #tenyearsgone #eleven #eloise #pinkribbon #pinkbow #tattoo
And I went back to pixie cut!
And Skipper and Slouch will be 18. That's my husband, not the other dog.
I have a Daryl Addixon! #TheWalkingDead has stolen my ability to keep
myself composed when it is the topic of discussion.
wait for it...
No, really, that's what I want my memorial to read.
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