On a separate note, I have been way more bitchy lately. Something my mother also attributes to me being over-the-hill soon. I say it has more to do with other people's stupidity and my waning patience for them. For instance, everyone today has a cell phone. I have a co-worker who is 45 and swears he doesn't know how to set a voicemail message. Get real. Cut the BS. You can't be that dumb. Or perhaps you are. Although I'd venture to guess that you think we are the stupid ones. Well I have a news flash for you. The jig is up! Get it together Mary; if you are that helpless I know a nursing home you can get into. Don't forget to take your Depends, because I don't think anyone there will want to tell you how to wipe your butt.
Ok, rant over. I think I'll go look for a convertible or a hairpiece. At my age, you have to be prepared...