Apparently, I'm thirty-two.
I went to my Blog 365 page and it said, "That Chick, age 32"
And I laughed and said, "Hey, Jason! Look at this! They have my age wrong. I guess they are just looking at the year and not looking at the date."
And Jason said, as is expected when dealing with Jason, "What the heck are you looking at anyway? Is that porn?"
Yeah.
Anyway, a few minutes later he said, "Babe, what are you talking about anyway?"
I said, "Chicken. No wait. What?"
He said, "Your age. You're thirty-two."
I laughed. Oh, how I laughed.
"No, I'm not," I said. "I'm thirty-one."
"No," he said, patiently. "I'M thirty-one. You're thirty-two."
"No," I said, a sense of dread and horror overcoming me, "I'm...but...I'm..."
"You're thirty-two," he said and turned on The Simpsons, totally unfazed.
It's not that I mind being thirty-two. It's not old or anything. I'm in the prime of my life or some crap.
The only thing that bothers me is I FORGOT HOW OLD I AM. I sincerely, seriously thought I was thirty-one.
GAH. ALZHEIMER'S OR WHATEVER THE CRAP.
About Me
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- You might also know me as Stephanie Snowe. I'm a mom, a wife, a writer, and a blogger. Oh and people think I'm hilarious and they are right.
32 comments:
Bless your little pea-pickin' heart. . .just wait until you're ancient like me. . . 43. You forget all the freakin' time how old you are, and then you remember that you really don't give a crap.
: )
. . .but you made me smile.
One year when I turned 26, I told everyone that I was 27. I missed out on being 26 for a whole year and was 27 for two years. Talk about alzeimers.
I keep thinking I'm still 27, when I'm actually 29, and Neil can never remember how old he is. We often have to pause and do the math when someone ask us. I say, it's all good. Means we're not wrapped up in the numbers, you know?
This year (in Feb.) I WILL forget how old I am (when you pass 50, you want to forget!)
I used to laugh at my mom because she would have to do the math to figure out her age when someone asked. Now I have to do the same thing.
Welcome to the club!
Sleeping Mommy
Holy Crap indeed! I've missed out on days of the week and what not, but not years..well..not yet anyhow!
And as yo7u get even older? You'll want to forget even more so...
I'll be 32 next month... I've been saying I'm 30. Where does the time go?
oh...i remember so well the first time that happened to me. i was 31, almost 32. ugh. awful. old enough to have to think about it.
snort. I just say I'm 27 and Scout is 30 and my mom is 55. We're all happy with these ages and this way I'm never wrong!
PMSL!! Oh man, that's funny. I regularly have to work out how old I am.
Bwa ha ha ha ha ha ha
I do that ALL THE TIME. I always think I'm 34 and it turns out I'm 35 and I'm sad EVERY TIME.
Since I passed 35, I'm always forgetting how old I am.
*thinking and counting really hard so as to be precise*
I'm 43. Gah, I don't feel 43 --- and looking at some of the ages on here makes me feel kinda like the old fogie. But I swear I'm SO NOT.
Incidentally, when I turned 40, my daughter gave me the best b-day card ever.
It read:
Happy Birthday Mum (coz we're in England and that's how they spell 'Mom'),
You're only 18 with 22 years experience!
I love that girl of mine!
Jason still calls you "Babe"? That is so sweet!
well, when was your bday? maybe it just hasn't caught up with you yet.
HP calls me Babe too.
Wow, Chick, I haven't forgotten my age yet. I've embellished it to be older (pre 21 of course) and now, want to subtract a year or two...but I've never flat out forgot. I think you need to throw yourself a party with cake. You didn't remember the year, so you get to do it again.
Holy Hell, the same thing happened to me a few weeks ago.
There was no way that I was 32...but I guess I am.
Well I kept mixing up my left and my right yesterday which was REALLY obnoxious.
I'm glad you're mixing up your age. I think that's worse. ;)
Also? I'm thrilled you're a dumbass like me and joined 365. Except your stuff? Pointfull. Mine? Pointless.
Also? Pointfull? Not a word. It just flowed well.
:) Well, atleast you weren't all like "No, I'm only 21."
Oh, I've done that. I think it's normal, or maybe just our way of haning on to youth.
But, it always is my husband who brings me back to reality. Damn it.
I constantly ask my husband how old I am and how long we've been married.
constantly
Seriously, I forget how old I am all the time. :)
AHAHAHA *prime of your life* HAHAHAHOHOHO You're just a spring chicken at 32. At 44, I'M in the prime of my life. Not practically dead like my kids seem to think. But in the prime of my life. Am too!
I do that *all* the time. I usually have to do the math to remember my age, it's sad. My best friend is always misremembering her age, but always saying she's older, not younger, which cracks me up. me: "Girl, you're not thirty, *I* am thirty, you're still twenty seven, remember?" she: "oh yeah, I forgot".
Thanks for stopping by the blog, by the way. I had a good laugh when I read your comment as I believe you are the only person *ever* in her 3 years on the planet to describe my pup Clara as "darling". "Pestiferous" is probably the term most frequently used!
Well, it's a good thing you don't look a day over 25!
Hey, I thought you could do complex math in your head. ?
Haha. I have done this before myself. Whenever anyone asks, I have to think long and hard about how old I am. Then I just say I'm 14. I mean, why not?
I just count every year now... I was born in blah, blah, blah... so I must be blah, blah, blah... I use my fingers. My kids think it's really funny. But that way I don't have to keep track in my head. Cuz my head? Has way too much other stuff crammed in there. Sometimes I'm surprised with what I count to, too. :)
Sorry, that happens to you when you're in your thirties. You forget. Like right now, I'm 35, and I keep thinking I'm Gloria Estefan. The other day, I thought I was a damp towel. The good news is that it's okay to give your age in a range now -- like "I'm in my early thirties." Or "I'm still in a relevant demographic for two more years." Or a couple more years. Or... more time.
*beam*
Love,
LYDIA
People probably think I am retarded when they ask me how old I am and I always have to pause and say "um..."!
I can never remember how old I am. I stopped keeping track after 21. :) Now, I haven't to calculate my age whenever I need it. I know, sad.
Hey I'm comment 32! hehe
Well I'm turning 32 in 4 days but refuse to acknowledge it, really I'm only 29. If my dad can stay 29 for 31 years? I can stay that way for awhile also.
Alzheimers sucks....I forgot how many years we had been married and was giving the wrong number for a couple of weeks till the hubby pointed it out, it's bad when the hubby remembers right...
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