Yesterday morning, I woke up ridiculously late, like 10 am, feeling like a prizefighter who had taken in the full 15 rounds. It felt great to sleep in -- 'this must be what the kids feel like -- late nights -- deep long sleeps -- delish.' Splashing refreshing cold water on my face -- I looked up and I caught a glimpse of -- someone else?
First I heard about all the plastic surgery digs on the social networks during the Oscars, then last weekend I read about Dr. Brandt and saw the results of his work. Finally, after marveling at how Eva Marie Saint has maintained her verve and beauty for 88 years, I think it's time for me to stop fighting.
If you are like me, sometimes you feel like you are still that young person, heading off to college with all the energy and promise of youth. Then I look in the mirror and a stranger stares back at me. It is at those moments that I am reminded that my youth is long gone. Here are my top ten reminders that I am not young any longer... even if I still feel young at heart.