You really know it when...
*You become the neighborhood cat lady, but w/cats and dogs.
*Being inside your house with some frosted flakes seems like a better alternative then actually going outside.
*Shabby Chic graphics replace all of your tattoo pics.
*Your idea of a night out with your husband becomes dropping off the kids at grandma's and racing home to sit w/out kids.
*Pets replace human companions.
*Your '80s everyday wear becomes vintage and you start kicking yourself for throwing out all that great crap:(
*The very worst is when you start telling your kids, "when I was a kid...insert unhappy childhood memory here."
So these are just some of mine, I'm sure I'll be adding to this list when I'm more awake later!
List yours too, I'd love to hear more.
T♥
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I'm not even old anymore. I'm ancient. Kids are at a hostel in London and tell me their roommates are "old guys." They're like 25 or so. LOL. That make me ancient at 40!
The 80s Rocked! And it so sad that it's vintage. Vintage is supposed to be old, like the 40s or 60s! :(
Justine
http://justnibbles.blogspot.com/
lovely blog! Looking forward to reading it!
I don't know about missing the eighties clothes. I swore I would never go back to the big belt thing again...leg warmers, well, I'm knitting a pair right now :)
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