I was sitting at a stop light the other day during my daily battle … I mean commute … with the commute to work.
I noticed the gentleman in the car studying his rear view mirror quite intently. It was at that moment I realized it was me he was studying. My first thought was that at my age, I should be a little flattered. Then I just thought “ewwww that old guy is oogling me.” He was definitely a midlife crisis in a convertible if I ever saw one.
I sat there pondering that thought for a moment when I realized he was actually the age man who should be oogling me … … I guess that is just another one of those things I’ll have to get used to.
I’ve never been one that has gotten oogled (that’s a word my best friend and I call a “shellyism”) too much and dang it when I do, it’s wake up call!!
And, as an afterthought to yesterday’s post, here’s a picture of that sweet moment of my children in the pool.