A few weeks ago, I was walking to my car after leaving the office and I had one of those moments -- maybe you've had them too -- where you just feel really content and thankful. The afternoon breeze and the other people on the street added to the electricity. Things just felt good. If I had been wearing a hat, I would have done this:
(If you don't know who that is, you might want to stop reading because the rest of this post won't really mean anything to you). Anyway, I felt good about myself -- working mom, balancing all the balls in the air, feeling youthful, yadda yadda.
Then I get home and check the mail. If I could insert a sound effect in this post it would be right here and it would sound like a record needle scratching to a halt because this is what was waiting for me in the mailbox:
As We Change -- a mail order catalog for maturing women. As I've mentioned before, I'll be turning 40 in 2011. BUT do I really need to start shopping in this type of catalog? And who came up with that name?? It should be called "You're About to go Through THE Change." I was no longer feeling youthful after looking at this catalog. Lee thought it was
hysterical rather funny and I eventually laughed with him. So I scanned the catalog cover and thought I would share it on my blog. But I forgot about it....until this arrived on Saturday:
Oh come on!!! This is not good for my self-esteem. Sigh. The post office hates me. Or I'm on a really weird mailing list. I expect to see an AARP magazine in my mailbox on April 1st.