Thursday, March 25, 2010
My biological clock is ticking.....
yep, that's what happens when you're 51, you've sent your kids off to find their passions in life, you're way over your career, you've got 326 pair of shoes, you own more black pants than days in the week and you've lost 115 pounds....
You realize you've only got so much time to set the world on fire.....or just make your life worthwhile.....or wear a bikini.....
No need for panic.
I'm not having major issues.
I'm not contemplating anything crazy.
Or embarrassing to my children.
I'm just thinking.
As I have been doing for quite some time now.
You know that.....I know you do.
The other night I was reading one of those tabloid magazines and came upon an article talking about some young starlet who was feeling her biological clock ticking.
And, I got to thinking.....I can feel my biological clock ticking too.....
But, it's another biological clock......
It's the BIG BIOLOGICAL CLOCK......
The one I can't ignore.
You know what I'm talking about.
Do you think I'm having a mid-life crisis?
Wooo hooo....bring on the belly button ring and the stud-muffin-bad-boy on the Harley!
(tell the bad boy to bring me pack of Salem Lights)