Another year older
Posted on
January 25, 2009 by
Marna
Yesterday was my birthday. No big deal and usually a nonevent for me, but when other people need an excuse to celebrate, I’m game. I mean, if there’s chocolate or beer involved, how horrible could it be.
GC took me to dinner at a swank place last night. As he held my hand and looked into my eyes he asked, “how old are you anyway?” I guess in our early courting rituals, we never got around to that detail.
“I’m 43. You too can look like me if you start your eye cream habit early,” I revealed.
“Oh, so you are only a year and a half older than me. We don’t look our age,” he said.
When it came time to order dessert, I knew I had matured. I got the baked apples instead of the chocolate gateau.
Another year wiser.