oh grow up

For some reason, I cannot get it through my head that I AM NOT 25 ANYMORE (I am also not 35 or 45 anymore which I also cannot get through my head). Ken and I had dinner last night with his son, daughter-in-law and their two friends - all in their 20s - and this thought occurred to me about midway through the dinner when I realized that that these kids were probably anxious to get on with their evening AND WERE JUST WAITING FOR US TO LEAVE. God, I hate being an old fogey, especially when I used to be such a fascinating person.