My First "I'm Old Moment"

Today, I expierenced my FIRST offical "i'm old" moment! One of the kids I used to babysit asked to be my friend on Facebook and he is a Sophmore in Highschool...which is how old I was when I watched him and his 3 siblings every Saturday night.

Now, for those of you who knew me then...you would know the fact that the ringleader of the Chillura kids, who used to encourage all of them to torture me for fun, asking to be my friend on FB is more than ironic. I mean, he is the sole-source of my most embarrasing story that seems to also get brought up in large groups of people. (if you don't know what I am talking about...don't fret I am sure you will hear it eventually -- here's a preview though: Me, babysitting 5 kids, ending up in the hotel hallway by myself, all the kids inside, lots of laughter and taunting. And YES it is probably as bad..if not worse than you are picturing)

I knew the day would come when something would happen and I would realize I am no spring chicken anymore. Excuse me while I go rustle up a cane and some denture paste.

Your Old Friend,

KK