Friday, May 7, 2010

Don't call me names

Say, "hello ladies" to me and my back stiffens. Class me as a "golden ager" and gall rises in my mouth. The only time I like "senior citizen" is when I get a cut on the price.
Why am I a different person than 20-30-50 years ago?
Living is more serene for me: I'm happier, less tired, more productive. My tongue is sharper, I search for words and I've stopped dying my hair.
©Natalie Norman Baer

1 comment:

  1. Very funny, too true about the searching for words, though I am still too proud to stop dying my hair.

    Thanks for stopping by, fascinating blog, I will be back to read more.. just keep jotting it all down lol