The day I have most dreaded for over 10 years has finally come.
* I can deal with turning 75…I don’t like it but I can accept it.
* I can deal with losing more than winning at pickleball…I don’t like it but I have to accept it.
* I can cope with portions of my body sagging and swaying all at the same time…I don’t like it but I find it amusing…in a tearful sort of way.
* I have given up on People Magazine or what I call “Who are These People” Magazine…I don’t like it but I don’t have to read it.
* I can deal with political differences…I don’t like it but as long as I know I am right and the other side is wrong….I can handle it.
BUT, BUT, BUT….there is no turning back from
what I have just discovered and I truly can’t, won’t, accept the
inevitable. Ladies, flared pants are
back. I know there is a lot of fake
news, but I just saw the recent Banana Republic catalog and there they were…all
loose and baggy at the bottom (like I’m not baggy enough there!!). Why can’t the “Republic” go back to
harvesting “Banana(s)” and leave us “well seasoned” ladies to our oversized
tops and pants that provide us with some semblance of shapely legs. It’s a conspiracy I tell ya and I’m not
taking it anymore. I knew this day would
come and I am ready to protest. Are you
with me?…...are you there?.....are you taking a nap…or are you out shopping for
the latest flare pants?
