Getting Older

I hear people complain often about “getting old.”  It’s a generally used term to brush off those things we don’t like about ourselves, our environment or our relationships.  I was recently talking to someone who was complaining about ObamaCare and he said, “I guess I’m just getting older but it seems we’re just wasting money for the sake of wasting money.”  You could look at my post from yesterday where I shamefully admitted that I consumed way too much alcohol a few nights ago for my age.  It had less to do with age than biology and liver function but it’s easier to explain it away with the simpler reason, age.

For most of us, if we really care, we can work hard to defy age and embrace the “experience that comes with it.”  There are limitations though, for example, doing pushups with your feet on the refrigerator door like our Coopster.  Pretty sure I’d be in the hospital.  He’s only 19 months!  I’m equal parts proud and jealous… time to do a pushup.

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