(It's actually my mother's. I filed a change-of-address form so that any correspondence or bills that arrived after her death would be sent to me -- so her subscriptions are, too.)
I'm not, but I'm old enough to have made a crack to Lyle yesterday when he complained about not being able to get on the massage table with groaning a little...
H:"uuuugh... OMG, I've got my father's sound!" L:"? What's that from?" (not quite placing it) H:"Welcome Back Kotter" (after Mr. Kotter plays a challenge match of basketball against Washington, to get him to stay in school)
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Then they sent me a membership, about when I turned 25. I thanked them for their optimism, and went back to giggling.
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We are not that old.
Nor is Gidget.
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Sad.
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piss off.
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Ah, well. I never was eye candy. Now I am just aged. :-)
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H:"uuuugh... OMG, I've got my father's sound!"
L:"? What's that from?" (not quite placing it)
H:"Welcome Back Kotter" (after Mr. Kotter plays a challenge match of basketball against Washington, to get him to stay in school)
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(Mom's a member, too. Though I don't know how she got a membership at age 38.)
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(Article in today's Guardian has me going about all the older women who refuse to show their wrinkles and try to look 30... :)
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