I received the Membership packet to day to join AARP. I believe it was nearly a year ago that I discussed this very same issue here.
I must tell you that seeing the envelope in my mailbox reading: "AARP - The Best Resource for People over 50, like Yourself", was a hard pill to swallow.
You see lately, I have been noticing a few more stray gray hairs at the temple which I promptly doused with Clairol Loving Color #44B and a line or two around my eyes. Also, my 18th Wedding Anniversary is this month, followed by upcoming 25th High School Reunion. So, I have been feeling a bit overwhelmed and a bit older as of late.
However, Mr. Novelli, I am NOT FIFTY YEARS OLD. I am 42 years old. Somedays I wish I wasn't 42 and I cringe at the thought of it. But, announcing I am 42 beatr the hell out of YOU saying I am 50! Over 50, in fact! Ack! I will not be 50 for eight more years. My son will be a 21 year old beer drinking, draft eligible, registered voting college student when I am 5o. We are talking an eternity until that time! I will be celebrating my 26th Wedding Anniversary by then. I will have been out of high school for 33 years. But, none of those things, I REPEAT, NONE of those things will happen until I am FIFTY YEARS OLD, so kindly keep your yearly invitations to YOURSELF and stop inflicting more downer into my day. Shame on you Mr. Novelli!
A Spring Chicken
42 year old - Shara
PS to my readers: I know being 50 years old isn't a bad thing. It's just that I AM NOT FIFTY YEARS OLD!