Today is, of course, a sad and important day in our nation's history. We all remember where we were that morning, and we all know it's something we will never forget. However, before 9/11 was 9/11, it was my half-birthday (which we used to get to celebrate when we were young with cupcakes! Get it? Like, half-cakes? Kind of? My mom's a genius). And since today I'm turning 27 1/2, I thought I would share with you about all the ways that I am totally feeling my age. And no longer 20.
In the past week, I was unable to think of the words "default" and "doubt," and I once actually used the phrase "You know, that guy from that movie."
I have to put my hands on my knees to push myself up when I get up from the floor.
I always thought this was like a grandma problem. Nope, it's mine.
I have a self-imposed curfew that is the same time as when I was a senior in high school.
Remember those days when you used to leave to go out at 11:00 PM? Uh...
Sometimes I say, "Kids these days."
Really. I really say that sometimes.
If I eat three plates of nachos, the next day, I still feel like I ate three plates of nachos.
I wish I could say I was a healthy eater at all ages, but I wasn't. And now, when I'm not, I can totally feel it.
So, let me hear it. What fun little changes have you noticed as you get along in years?