age isn't just a number

I don't mind getting older. I just don't want to look older. Now I'm not talking a need to stop wrinkles for I think they add character. What I'm talking about is looking old, frumpy...coming across like "older" people do. Aesthetically the only thing I do to avoid the aged look is color my hair. I personally just am not a fan of salt/pepper look on women. Call me sexist but for men, well I think it's kinda hot. Now, if I could be all white haired that would be okay! It's a pretty look.

I don't want to ever wear Velcro closure shoes especially in taupe. I don't want my boobs anywhere near the waist band on my pants. I hope to never shop from the inserts in the Sunday paper coupon section. No matter how cool or comfortable the product promises to be. I hope to never look at "today's teens" and shake my head in disgust.
I hope to have conversations that have substance and humor.

I think growing old should be as exciting and fun (albeit somewhat more painful)as growing up was. Think about it. We've achieved the biggies: drivers license, 18, drinking age, and before too long we'll approach the age of reward! Sr. citizen discounts! Sr. rewards!!!! ahhh I can't wait. I'm not even a fan of shopping but just knowing that if I shop on a particular day of the week I'm in for an additional savings...count me in! woot woot!

So, here's to growing older and keeping "it" together without morphing into an old person.