I'll have just a couple pictures to post from my weekend visit with a high school friend; I'll try to get them posted later tonight or tomorrow. But first, a story to tell -- it made me feel my age, plus some! I stopped into a fast food restaurant about midway through my trip on Friday, for a stretch break and a quick bite to eat. I ordered my cheeseburger, and the teenager who waited on me was, oh, probably 17 or so. I had my hair pulled back, and casual clothes on, but still looked, I thought, fairly cool for a 37-year-old. But geez, she crushed me when she said, "I just have to ask you... Are you Ashley's mother? You look JUST like my friend Ashley." I responded no, I was not Ashley's mother, that I wasn't from there. And she again said how MUCH I looked like her friend, that she would've sworn we were mother and daughter.
So then I stepped to the side of the counter to wait for my food, smiling and thinking to myself, "Do I LOOK like I have a 17-year-old daughter!? Damn, I thought I looked good for 37, but she obviously thinks I look old enough to be her friend's mother!" I mean, technically, I could have a 17-year-old, if I had been a mother at age 20. I just don't feel like I could be a mom to a 17-year-old. Of course, Jace is only 10 - talk to me in 7 years, and I'm sure I'll feel the same way then.
Happy Monday to all!