Tracey is old. Ha ha. I can say that because she is older than ME!! Older sisters will always be older. That is mostly true.
I don't care if she has less wrinkles, which is totally unfair because she's also taller and thinner and was skinny during our whole teenage era while I was like a yoyo on speed when it came to weight--yup ha ha....she's older.
Age has a way of becoming a reverse appeal. Used to be a good thing reaching those milestones first, right? Driver's license. Legal drinking age. Boobs. Ability to gamble in Vegas. But then it changes. 30. 40. and so on and so on.
But oh. I wildly digress. Today is Tracey's birthday.
And she is older than me. Even if she doesn't look it.
Happy Birthday!!
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Well thanks. I am older. Mid 40's sucked though, it's already getting better closer to 50. Don't know why. I can live with the wrinkles, just not the belly fat. That doesn't come off. Ever. No matter what. My elderly advice? Don't accumulate any, so you don't have to worry about getting rid of it. There's no yo-yo-ing after 40.
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