Aging

When I turned 40, my sisters warned me that I will soon be getting white hair. My mother started getting white hair at about that age, and so did my two older sisters.

Eleven years later, and I am holding the count at 3 white hairs. I count them everyday to make sure there are not more than 3. My sisters are amazed that I haven’t had to color my hair.

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I posted about my surgery experience on my parenting site, if you care to read that.

Here are some additional thoughts:

* When my surgeon and anesthesiologist came to see me just prior to the surgery, they asked, “Do you have any questions for us?” I said, “No question. I just want you to know my life is in your hands. I hope you are well-rested, alert, and in a good mood!” The surgeon replied, “Well, I am a little tired – just kidding!”

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Our family is weird. We love brussel sprouts, spinach, artichokes, and all kinds of vegetables.

I saw this at Trader Joe’s today. It’s the first time I’ve seen a brussel sprout stalk. Rather pretty, don’t you think? It can be a centerpiece – for the right table setting.

It’ll be exciting to pluck them and cook them tomorrow.

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It’s quite an enigma to me why we remember certain rather useless things from our childhood, while probably forgetting a lot of important things.

I remember growing up when we had relatives over for dinner, my mother would start washing dishes right after dinner. My father would tell her to relax and enjoy the conversation…

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