I've been trying to only look straight ahead from now on to avoid further chin/neck furrows, but it's not going well. I don't think I'll re-read that book; I have a feeling I might find it slightly less witty the second time around.
The continuing saga of a 40 something-year old mom's struggle to pinch pennies, go green, and find some time to knit.
Thursday, May 15, 2008
Oh My
Nora Ephron has a really funny book of essays about aging called I Feel Bad About My Neck. I read it last summer, and found it quite amusing, especially since it made me feel young and relatively non-saggy. And then The Professor downloaded this picture onto the computer:

I've been trying to only look straight ahead from now on to avoid further chin/neck furrows, but it's not going well. I don't think I'll re-read that book; I have a feeling I might find it slightly less witty the second time around.
I've been trying to only look straight ahead from now on to avoid further chin/neck furrows, but it's not going well. I don't think I'll re-read that book; I have a feeling I might find it slightly less witty the second time around.
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Don't worry--it only gets worse...Grmybmy
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