I've never lied about my age and I have no plans to start now. A lot of you already know that I'm 49 and not holding. The big 5-0 is coming up in March.
So the other day, to get a little break from all the company we had, I thought that rather than drive to the corner store to pick up some milk, I'd walk the 5 or 6 blocks instead.
Out the door I went, black yoga pants, t-shirt, ponytail and crocs with my stylish SavvyCents Wallet tucked in my hand. I had hardly gone the first block when this half-ton truck goes by with this guy hanging out the passenger side window whistling and gawking. My first thought was "WTF?" I looked over my shoulder "Nope, no chicks walking behind me."
Then before I rounded the corner to go up the side street to the shop, it happened again only a different guy!
I checked my pants, no holes, everything was safely tucked in where it was supposed to be so nothing was hanging out.
Then it hit me.
Without my glasses, I couldn't get a good look at the guys in the trucks but I bet if I had I would have seen two old geezers with big beer guts sporting toothless grins and I bet they both needed glasses!