Oh, Wendy!! You are so f*cking funny. I'm in my 8th decade (or maybe it's my 7th, not sure, but Ruth knows) and it is not good for me to laugh so hard. I must remember to pee before I read your posts. When I was in my 40s, I still gave many f*cks, and I didn't know how exhausting that was until I was 59 and my best friend died. THAT's when I really stopped giving a f*ck. I was still a working woman in a big corporation, and I knew I had crossed the give-a-f*ck line when I starting telling people off in meetings. They deserved it. Thanks for being a writer.
Hon -- you know how much I loathe correcting you in public, but you do need a little math tutoring here. Once you turn 40, you're in your fifth decade, not your 4th. Given that you've past your 50th, you're in your sixth decade. I know this is heartbreaking news, but remember I am in my 8th decade and that little show-off hussy Martha Stewart is in her 9th. So it only gets better. xx
I'm in my 70s, so that's my 8th decade, right? I was an English major, so math? Ummm . . . But the good news is that the older I get, the less I care about stuff like math--and whether I've buttoned my shirt right before I go to the grocery store.
Grubby Anna Wintour was the name of my first punk band
I hope you all wore giant sunglasses and bobs.
Oh, Wendy!! You are so f*cking funny. I'm in my 8th decade (or maybe it's my 7th, not sure, but Ruth knows) and it is not good for me to laugh so hard. I must remember to pee before I read your posts. When I was in my 40s, I still gave many f*cks, and I didn't know how exhausting that was until I was 59 and my best friend died. THAT's when I really stopped giving a f*ck. I was still a working woman in a big corporation, and I knew I had crossed the give-a-f*ck line when I starting telling people off in meetings. They deserved it. Thanks for being a writer.
Hon -- you know how much I loathe correcting you in public, but you do need a little math tutoring here. Once you turn 40, you're in your fifth decade, not your 4th. Given that you've past your 50th, you're in your sixth decade. I know this is heartbreaking news, but remember I am in my 8th decade and that little show-off hussy Martha Stewart is in her 9th. So it only gets better. xx
I'm in my 70s, so that's my 8th decade, right? I was an English major, so math? Ummm . . . But the good news is that the older I get, the less I care about stuff like math--and whether I've buttoned my shirt right before I go to the grocery store.
I know I know
Yow ..the security guard quote...harsh!
Here for the EF shade — and you delivered right on cue!