I'm in my mid-30s, and my skin is showing signs of becoming more...delicate. I like the word "delicate" here, rather than the word "crepey."
I don't lose weight as easily or as quickly as I used to. And when I do lose weight, my skin is saggy rather than springing back immediately.
I made fun of a slang expression by acting as if I didn't understand what it meant. This immediately reminded me of my grandfather pretending to think the word "cool" was meant literally. Har har, old person.
Lip hair. A couple of chin hairs. Nose hair seeming more intrusive. I'm still holding out for these being a pregnancy/nursing side-effect, but I'm losing hope. The worst is a couple of long freaky white hairs that grow in the area between my eyebrow and my hairline---and I usually don't find them until they are more than an inch long. *Shudder* I think, "Oh, hey, I have a cat hair on my face," and I brush it away and it does not brush away.
Upper arms are looking more matronly. Also, recently they've gotten redder? What is THAT about?
My mom and I were discussing another family, and gradually we became aware that the grandmother in that family was not, in fact, my mother's peer as we'd been assuming while talking, but in fact only about 10 years older than me. A grandmother! Ten years older than me!
The Girls prefer increasingly wide/padded straps.
I see more veins in my legs. A few of them are varicose. I try not to think about it.
I see more little tiny veins on the sides of my FEET, like a pattern of reddish-purple lines. This is something I associate with my grandmother's old-lady feet, and so I find it upsetting.
My default term for teenagers is "kids." If I try to correct it, I come out with the even-worse term "young people." YOUNG PEOPLE.
The skin on my face seems to be shifting downward. Just a little. But enough so I've started giving myself wrinkles from peering at it in the mirror.
My hands look older. More veiny, more wrinkled. Rougher, even with lotion.
I keep turning on lights for people who say they can see just fine. I remember my grandparents doing the same for me.
Is my hairline receding? Maybe just a little at the temples?
Gift ideas for an 8-year-old, part 1 of 2 - I have TWO 8-year-olds to buy for, so I’m going to split it up into two posts. Today will be the things we’re getting for Edward. I dislike saying “Gift id...