We went to see Garfield tonight! Miles purchased tickets and the woman selling them had to ask how old I was She seemed quite embarrassed to learn that not only was I older than 12, but that I was a decade older than 12. Yes, I still receive a smiley face sticker from the occasional Wal-Mart greeter, BUT I haven't been offered a children's menu in ages!

Maybe if I stopped sucking my thumb in public that would help clear up the confusion....or if I could leave my blankie at home JUST ONCE! But then, why should I have to change? HMPH! ;-)

I've been to Florida once!—Perhaps I dipped my toes in the fountain of youth without realizing what it was! Cashiers have no problem letting me walk out with a pastry or a candy bar....but a bottle of wine? Red light red light! Which is the GREATER wrong, I ask you? I mean...I'd at least SHARE the bottle of wine....