You know you're getting older ...
CATHY KRAFVE Checklist Charlie

My husband turns ancient every spring.

That is to say, he becomes four years older than me instead of three.

For both of us, the years are starting to pile up, not that that is a bad thing.

We don't make a fuss about birthdays at our house anymore mainly because they come so much faster now than they used to.

In honor of his birthday, I put together this list.

You know you're over the hill when…

! You test drive a Corvette and realize that the young chic in the car next to you is not assuming that it is your daddy's car.

She is probably thinking, "Why is it always old geezers that have the great cars/" Except that this generation never uses the word geezer.

And you only know all this because she is the same age as your daughters and that's what they say.

! You get to the dressing room with a size 4 because you thought the tag said "L." Don't even get me started on the lighting in dressing rooms in today's world.

! You use phrases like "in today's world."

! Your parent tells you the details about a colonoscopy, realizes it might be more information than you really wanted and instead of letting him change the subject, you say, "No, no, tell me more; this is fascinating!"

! You are very thankful to have your parent.

! Being thankful for parents is surely an age related phenomenon because years ago you thought your parents were particularly weird.

Now, you know that you are particularly weird, too, and that somehow it is okay.

! A big night on the town consists of dinner at 5 p.m., a movie at 7 p.m., and lights out by 10:30 p.m.

! A romantic night at home consists of four backto back episodes of Monk with your sweetheart asleep in the recliner next to yours for the final three episodes.

! You get excited about babies at the grocery store and get all mushy at the thought of grandchildren.

! There are certain things in life that you will never again do, like water skiing, snow skiing, and tackle football, and it is okay.

! There are certain things in life that it turns out you will never even try, like sky diving and bungee jumping, and that is okay, too.

Life has a way of catching up with all of us.

Today's column is dedicated to the handsome old geezer asleep on the recliner at my house.

Happy belated birthday, hon.

Now, with the turf looking picturesquely bright green, I want to write about golf again.

Golf will only be a column, however, if I hear from you, mainly because all I know about golf will fit into one sentence and editors tend to frown on one sentence

columns.

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Cathy Primer Krafve, aka Checklist Charlie, lives in beautiful East Texas, a golfing paradise. Comments are welcome at CaeKrafve2 @aol.com.