a moment to refocusonlife ~ old

You all ready for #snowpocalypse 2014? Believe it or not, I actually am. No, I don't rush to the store to buy bread and milk...but I did do my normal shopping this past weekend.

During my shopping trip at Ingles, I encountered yet another teenage-ish employee. Remember the other one I mentioned before? This one wasn't quite as cute as the one before, or maybe that's just my opinion of him after he said what he said...

Me and Bear On Saturday with my Male
Pattern Baldness and Failed Attempt at a beard

The ringtone on my phone for Mark is always a song with woman, girl, or something relating to women in the title. For instance, it's been Dancing Queen, Redneck Woman, Girl on Fire, and the list goes on and on and on...much to Mark's chagrin. Right now, the ringtone happens to be Only Girl (In The World). Over the weekend, when I got to the checkout line at Ingles, my phone started ringing...it was Mark. Because I think it's insanely rude to talk on the phone while in front of the cashier, I told Mark that I would give him a call back when I was done.

Dudely that was bagging my groceries looked at me and said, "Nice ringtone man. I like that. I wouldn't have imagined you would have that as a ringtone on your phone."
I said, "Yeah, thanks, I think. Wait, why wouldn't you think I would have that ringtone?"
Silence.
Me: "Oh...because I'm OLD, right?"
Silence.
Me: "Funny story about the ringtone man...I'm actually married to a man and his ringtone on my phone ALWAYS has to be a song with girl, woman, etc in the title or lyrics."
Extended silence.
Cashier: "I have a friend that likes guys."
Me/Internal Monologue: "Oh dear god. I have to get away from the 12 year olds."

Olympic Gold (and some snow)

Well, that's enough of that. Point of the story here is that I think I do look old. In fact, in a Facebook "discussion" with a stranger on a completely unrelated post, I was actually told that I had "male-pattern baldness and a failed attempt at a beard." Ok. I can hang. I am getting older...but I'm only 39! I still have another year before my life is completely over.

But, I digress, and I will live, however; yesterday I was looking at a news story about The Biggest Loser. I flipped thru before and after photographs of all the winners of all the seasons past. Without fail, I noticed that EVERY single man that had won the show looked many years older at the end of the show than he did when he started. The women did not seem to have the same issue.

What is that? What's that about? Did I age myself with weight loss? Well, what I gained in wrinkles, I won in health benefits, so I guess bring it on!

And, speaking of bringing it on...BRING ON THE SNOW.

Later peeps <----me trying to at least sound young.