Sunday morning, B.B. asked me if I was turning 92. Personally, I think he over shot by a few years. Busha, on the other hand, thought I was turning 27. I like her mistake much, much better. But to be completely honest, I don't have a problem with being 33. I didn't have a problem turning 30....I did have a problem when Daddy called to tell me exactly how many day until I turned 40. That was a bit much. :)
I've never really understood some women's compulsion to lie about their age. I'm 33 years old. Why would I want people to think I'm 28? I wouldn't lie & tell people my eyes were blue when they're really hazel...even if I wore colored contacts. I just don't get it. Maybe it helps that most people think I look the same as I did in high school (general Facebook consensus from people I hadn't seen in 10-15 years).
So, are you honest about your age? Does it bother you to tell people how old you are? If you do stretch the truth, how many years do you shave off? Why? I'm just curious.
If I were to average my true age, B.B.'s estimate, and Busha's estimate I'd end up being 50.6 years old. Now that might freak me out....but just now. By the time I get to 50, I doubt I'll have issues with it. We'll see. Check back in in 17 years to see how I do.
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Meh...I don't get it either...but then, I also don't care if I'm 33 or 63...although, I'm glad I'm 33...it would be weird to be that pregnant 66 year old lady eh?
Seriously - I am honest about my age. It bothers me that someone would lie about something as trivial as their age...and makes me wonder if they would lie about their age, what else are they lying about, you know?
I usually start rounding up in my head. Ya know, up to five months before my birthday, I see it coming and start telling myself, "I'll be 36." I end up saying 36 so many times to myself, that by the time my birthday actually rolls around, I think it's my 37th! I don't lie about my age, but I have been known to forget what my age was in this way.
Now my sister (30), she's 16. She has been 16 for years now. In fact, her son will turn 15 this year, but she's still 16. She knows it is absurd now, an obvious lie. But she doesn't care. Joking about it keeps her from revealing her true age - which she would never do.
The last few years, I've had trouble remembering how old I am. This year, I know, because I will be 40, but I'm hoping I'll go back to forgetting. It's probably a factor of looking younger than I am, but I don't really care how old I am.
Happy 33rd!
Just last month I told some doctor I'm 55 because I could not remember. I'm 57 right?
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