Yep, I'm one of those

So…how did I get here? What happened?

I never in a million years thought my thighs would get this mushy.  I never, ever dreamt that I’d feel most confident about my face when hiding behind a pair of sunglasses and/or standing in a very dimly lit room. And if you had told me back when I was 40 (seems like yesterday) that I someday would seriously consider being less than truthful about my age one day, I’d have called you crazy.

But that was then, and this is now. Sunglasses, dimly-lit spaces and changing-the-subject-when-age-is-mentioned are now my friends.



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It's true! Despite playing defense virtually all my life against the onslaught of this sometimes-ugly aging process, it...has...arrived! I naively thought I would escape cellulite (the Cottage Cheese) and crow's feet (the Crepe Paper). But I didn't! And why didn't anyone tell me about this emotional roller-coaster that comes with being an Empty-Nester?! My name is Jodie Barringer Myers. I'm a 54-year-old Friday/chardonnay/ hydrangea-loving wife/mom/court reporter living in Sacramento (Gold River!), California. Writing is cathartic for me. And because I look to find humor and humility among the rubble that is my now very peri-menopausal self, I'm hopeful that you will laugh, cry, learn, enjoy and, most of all, relate to what I have to say. After all, we're all in this together, right?

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