I recall the man of my dreams when he was lamenting about being an old man about to turn 47. That was six years ago. Now that I am about to turn 47, he just turned 53 this past Saturday. I said my happy birthday to him prior to his departure so I wouldn't forget. This middle-aged mind isn't quite what it once was. I know it looks as though he is six years older than I am, but I won't be 47 for several more months. By the way, have any of you begun your X-Mas shopping yet? I used to begin mine in July. I'm boycotting the holiday this year(I keep promising that). Anyway, the birthday boy is really 7 years older than I am; give or take a few months.
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