I turn 38 years old in a few days…and, can I just tell you, I have zero concept of that, as it relates to ME. Other than the occasional twinge here and there, I do not feel, mentally or physically, any different than I did in high school/college/in my 20s. Dick/fart jokes are still funny. Conjugal visits are still…frequent. And varied. (Ok, TMI!!)And none of those things seem unreasonable, for a 38 year old, a 48 year old, ad infinitum… So, apparently I just battle against my own preconceptions about aging, and no one ever really feels as old as they actually are on the calendar.

Nevermind. Look, a kitty!