Monday, February 16, 2009

Wild Thing

February is over halfway gone, and I haven't posted a thing! So, over the next few days, I plan to backtrack and catch up on the highlights of the month.

February first was my birthday. My 52nd birthday. I'm not a lady who minds telling my age. I'm just happy to still be kicking.

Yesterday afternoon Tim and I went to Barnes and Noble. I stumbled upon a series of lighthearted books on aging by Judith Viorst. Although Viorst has written a number of books, I best remember her for her children's book, Alexander and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day.

Yesterday, I purchased her book, Forever Fifty and Other Negotiations. Here's a poem from the book that I enjoyed:

Wild Thing

I went for a walk in the sun without wearing my sunscreen.
I went out of town without making a reservation.
I placed my mouth directly upong a public drinking fountain,
and took a sip.
I didn't bother flossing my teeth before bedtime.
I pumped my own gasoline at a self-service station.
I ate the deviled egg instead of the cauliflower with low-fat
yoghurt dip.
I bought, without reading Consumer Reports, a new dryer.
I left my checking account unreconciled.
I know that the consequences could be dire,
But sometimes a woman simply has to run wild.

I read this aloud to Tim; he chuckled and said this definitely describes the kind of wild I am.

Yes, I'm certainly getting to be a "wild thing" in my fifties. :)