Feeling Old today

My everything hurts and I can't remember what I did yesterday to be so deserving. After I moaned and groaned my way outta the bed this morning I glanced in the mirror as I was washing my face and discovered two things in a flash.

"A quick look at my naked body tells me that I've reached the age where I can see my rear end without turning around."

"This same glance shows me that going braless pulls all of the wrinkles outta my face."

I've also noticed lately that when I stoop over to do one thing, I look around and wonder what else I can do while I'm down there. I might as well resign myself to the fact that I'm middle-age, middle-class, and middle-of-the-road. I feel like that white stuff in the middle of an Oreo!