People seem to think I'm a lot younger than I actually am. For example,the movers thought I was Bubba's big sister. They were a little surprised to discover that I'm actually the mom.
That silliness continued yesterday. My daughter and I went to the mall to do a little back-to-school clothes shopping. As we walked, a twenty-something-year-old guy called out, "Looking good, sisters!"
"Sisters?" my daughter asked.
I shrugged and walked on.
We went into a store called Forever 21. My daughter picked out some clothes and then we made our way to the register to check out. "Can I see your student ID?" the cashier asked. "You can get a discount."
I laughed. "I'm not a student. I'm an old lady."
The cashier looked at me. "You're kidding, right?"
"Nope. I'm over forty."
Her jaw dropped. "No way! I would've never guessed you were that old!"
Yeah. I'm ancient.
As my daughter and I walked back through the mall, some other guys checked us out.
"Mom, this is terrible!" my daughter said. "I must look really old if they think we're sisters." She wrinkled her forehead. "See? I even have wrinkles!"
"Yes, girlfriend. We're two old ladies trying to be forever 21!"
(Maybe she and I could be the spokespersons for Forever 21. I bet it would pay better than blogging!)