I was looking at the calendar the other day and noticed that I have a birthday coming up. I'm going to be 48.
How on EARTH can it be that I'm going to be forty-frickin-EIGHT? That's OLD! That's, like, one foot in the grave time, for Christ's sake!
Where did the time go? What have I accomplished? I haven't even been to Hawaii yet!
Holy crap, instant midlife crisis.
I think I've got a new motto: "Life is short. Whoop it up."
Maybe I'll get some t-shirts printed up.