Growing old brings more than sun spots on my chest and stray grays in my eyebrows [stark, insistent and ugly, but at least I can camouflage them with brow color]. Age has presented a couple of perks, too. It may sound preachy or cheesy, but now that I'm 52, I'm better able to see the forest for the trees. Even if the forest does still seem uncharted and scary, like the woods behind the park did when I was a girl...all those hollowed-out trees that strangers could be lurking behind. Details to come.
TCOY
1. Boot camp in park with my strong, smart, caring friends.
2. Walked Puff twice.
3. Salon blowout.
4. Private Benjamin.
5. Goin to bed.
4. Private Benjamin.
5. Goin to bed.
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