Getting Older

There is an upside and a downside to getting older.  The upside is obvious, you’re still breathing, but the downside is a little less open to view.  The one that is quite open is what I’ll call the great migration.  For men, this usually involves hair.  Watching it migrate from the top of my head into places that never had hair, is fascinating.  Annoying as hell, but fascinating.  There is always the one ear hair that a Ranger could use as a rappelling rope.  Then other things are falling off, such as your face.  Shaving is a challenge, since I’m convinced that my face is melting.  Now to shave requires that I chase my chin(s) towards my knees before scraping.  Women have their own problems.  I know that my bride (who looks 20 years younger than her actual age), is always complaining about something headed south.  Still, as I look at the gray coming, and the bags under my eyes growing, I still feel as though she got the better end of the deal.  So, why am I writing about such things, well in a few days I’m going to be another year older.  I just hope that this trend continues, since the alternative kind of sucks.  So, I guess I won’t mind having those bags under my eyes, especially if they get any bigger, since I’ll then have a place to hide my beer if I ever decide to go to a football game. ~ Michael S. Pauley