BG/ I am 46 AND I’m 12 years older than hubby. I’m told I don’t look my age. But every now and then, I feel it. And having a husband who still gets carded for cigarettes
, despite the fact that he’s 35, doesn’t help. /BG
DH was telling me story about someone at his job. He started the conversation by saying, “So, this guy at work, he’s middle-aged, ya know, pretty old, blah blah blah….”
And I asked him, “so, how old is this guy, sixty, sixty-five?” He said, “Nah, I think he’s in his forties.” I just glared at him. Gee, thanks, babe.