Hmmm, is it just the numbers, or experiences, that count?Jordan Marc wrote:
No, M.
The forties don't make you middle-aged. It's the fifties that bring you face-to-face with middle age.
Where are the racy skirts and five-inch heels that made her legs go on forever?
JMB
Let's see . . .
Married . . . check
Children . . . check
Divorced . . . check
Remarried . . . check
Held new life . . . check
Held death . . . check
Saved lives . . . check
Killed lives . . . nope
Seen, heard, tasted, smelled, touched the highests of highs [including clothing] . . . check
Love and been loved . . . check
Grandpa like Agnelli - check
- M
- Oh, and wife wearing five-inches heels and La Perla lingerie on a regular basis - check! [although now more in the boudoir than public].