It's official, I'm old.
As if turning 30 this year wasn’t bad enough, I just got in the mail the other day my very own AARP card. Eric thought it was hilarious and insisted on putting it on the fridge.
Don’t get me wrong, I’m not against using this birthday for all it’s worth. And right now I’m trying to convince Eric that this wonderful peacoat by J Crew would be a great consolation prize for someone turning 30. Does it get any more cheery than that fabulous aqua blue? And right now I think I need some cheeriness.
You definitely deserve the coat….absolutely!!! I thought 50 was the “new” 30…not the other way around.
I didn’t even know what AARP is. So I googled it: http://www.ehow.com/video_4767500_means-aarp-card.html
Now you can “speak out for those 50 and above.” Go Meghan!
I’m dying right now.
Yeah, we are interested in aging issues . . . except we use botox, creams, and lots and lots of wine!! The shoes have to go with the coat you know!!
That’s funny, I just looked again at that little AARP card and realized they spelled your name the way I had wanted to, so it would have been pronounced MEE gan.
Your dad wasn’t going for that.