I’m not grouchy. I’m not old, either. But I have a wrinkle that’s not doing me any favors.
There is an annoying part about getting older (note: again, not saying old): you start realizing that a lot of the advice you were given when you were younger is actually correct.
You know:
- Don’t chew ice or it will wear down your teeth (drat, that was right)
- Rubbing at your eyes will cause fine lines (ugh)
- Not wearing sunscreen causes skin damage (hmm….)
- Don’t furrow your brow while reading or you’ll get a massive wrinkle (check out my photo)
It’s not fair, not at all. Now I perpetually look like I’m either grouchy or concentrating really hard. Maybe I can use the latter to my advantage.
Your eyes sure are purty, Shannahbelle. 😉
And not grouchy, I think – just verrrrry deep in thought.
Grandma Alloway says its “gene”tic (play on my dad’s middle name) and Mom says I’ve had it since I was a baby. I just want to know why it didn’t bother me much before now.
Thank you for making me feel better about the stuff AROUND the wrinkle. 🙂
I think you look wonderful.
😉
or should it be >:)
:p
VERY funny, John! You are so naughty. See you in a couple of weeks!