Another Year Older Coming Up

This little girl was bright-eyed and full of wonder on her first day of school with her new satchel filled with a Big Chief tablet, a new box of crayons and a pencil box filled with brand new pencils.  She was so happy that when she was called with her class to sit at a table in front of the other students that she promptly started whistling.  Her mother hadn't explained to her that whistling wasn't allowed in school, but the teacher was happy to tell her.  Her enthusiasm was dampened a bit, but she soon knuckled down to the business of learning.  And did she have a lot to learn.  I'm sure you've guessed by now that the little girl in this photo is yours truly!   

I normally don't like to post photos of myself, or of my family for that matter, for privacy reasons.  However, since I have a birthday tomorrow and since I'm really scraping the bottom of the proverbial barrel to come up with a post idea, I decided to go digging into my old photos.

Fast forward around 11 or 12 years and here I am in my senior photo.  The years seemed to go too slowly for me once I entered the teen years.  I was so anxious to be "grown up" and on my own.  Isn't that the way it is for most young people?  We couldn't wait to be 13 and called a teenager, then the magic number 16 would be a Big Event because we could get our driver's license.  Then, just a couple of years after that we would Graduate!!  We thought we were so mature.    

Well, here I am about 50 years later and I finally know what being mature really is all about!  Don't they say that age is a state of mind?  In my mind, I'm just not as old as my birth certificate says I am.  I remember when my 80-something dad would refer to people younger than he was as "those old people".  He was young at heart almost right up to the end.  I plan to be, too.  





If you've added it all up, then you'll know I'm going to be 67 tomorrow.    Tomorrow morning, I'm picking up my aunt, also young at heart at age 86, who has a doctor appointment, and we will then go to lunch at our favorite place and then go by our favorite shop.  Hubby is taking me out to dinner over the weekend.  There will be some antiquing/flea marketing squeezed in there somewhere, too.   As I will be busy the next day or two, I'll not be blogging Thursday and possibly not until next week.  But, I'll be thinking of you all while I'm celebrating!  See you soon.

Until next time...