Little wrinkle.

There's a wrinkle right here. *points to forehead*

Uh huh. Yup. I got my first wrinkle. At least I think it's my first, maybe there have been wrinkles before but I just haven't noticed them or maybe they were just super duper small and barely noticeable but still a wrinkle all the same...

Don't get me wrong. I don't really care about having wrinkles. It's just how life goes. But Saturday morning when I looked in the mirror and NOTICED it, it was a reminder that the clock is ticking and that I should probably look after myself, including my skin, better. I just caught myself frowning at the computer screen and immediately thought to myself...Don't make more wrinkles! Is this how my life will be from now on? Constantly fighting against the natural process of time?! Nuh-uh. No thank you. I don't want to be a woman whose entire life is taken over by anti-aging products. Growing old gracefully will suit me fine. I pointed out aforementioned wrinkle to my Mister and he said that he finds women who look a little "weathered" attractive and that it shows they've been out adventuring. I'm not sure about looking weathered, but I don't mind an adventure.

So let's be all Famous Five and go seeking adventure!


Later, Bloggeroo's.