Today as I drove to my doctor appointment I think I began to understand how the aging must feel. I got lost. I got lost trying to get on the freeway and ended up on the parkway instead. Then, once I arrived at the hospital, I got lost trying to find my doctor's office. I've been there before, I just couldn't remember where it was.
Next thing you know, I'll be eating at Chuck-a-rama at 4:00 in the afternoon. (I hear the fish is delicious). But stop me if you see me riding a Rascal scooter. Please.