I noticed this morning, glancing in the mirror in full sunshine, that, in addition to the dewlaps that make my face look like it's melting, I have a lot of those real Oldie wrinkles, like little grids, all over my chops. Waaaah!
It was another lovely day, but getting a bit too warm for my taste. I was so shattered after the dentist, and a few shop stop-offs, that I just collapsed with a trashy but entertaining horror novel, and didn't exercise- until the little angel stomped on my shoulder, and I dragged my saggy old butt down to the park, at about four.
Well, at least I haven't puked yet, today, and finally got an appointment with the doctor for Friday.