Damn right I’m 50 years old today. Got a problem with that?

I've been hearing the sniggers for days now. The teasers among y'all have been revving your motors, just waiting for the day... rubbing their collective hands together in glee. Even my (normally) mild-mannered co-worker couldn't resist throwing that graphic taunt my way. (Of course, he was 300 miles away before he dared fling it remotely, courtesy of Twitter.) Guess what? To those threatening to festoon my desk area at work with coffins... to the daughter who said (with a straight face, no less) that she "just didn't know how she'd be able to handle having a 50 year old mother - it's HARD on me, you know!" The ones who think I can't keep up, can't remember, can't kick [Read more...]