Slight detour from topic today.
I was reading a new post at Junkfood Science this morning; Adding Years to Your Life. Yesterday, meanwhile, I discovered the world's oldest rock band on Presurfer.com A very cool video! Check it out.
It always amazing me how much people fight the aging process. I can understand wanting to be as healthy, avoiding illness and injury, but getting old? What the heck is wrong with that?
Maybe I'm the one who's weird. *L* I'm going to be 39 this year, and I'm looking forward to celebrating my 40th birthday. And my 50th. And however many more I get out of life. I loved watching the people in The Zimmers video. Their wrinkled faces are so much more expressive and interesting than the plastic looking airbrushed youth gracing so many of our magazines today. I love the "imperfections" of faces.
I remember when I first discovered I had grey hair. I have dark blonde hair, and it was at the top of my head, so I couldn't see it myself. My husband, who's quite a bit taller than me, happened to look down and exclaim, "you've got grey hair!" It turned out I had a small patch of it. I was so excited, I had him pull one out, just so I could see it for myself. *L* Today, the grey has spread enough that I can see it myself, and I love how it shimmers and sparkles. I love my husband's silver hair. He has black hair, and the silver flashing through it is just gorgeous to me.
I guess I just don't understand what it is that people are so afraid of about getting old.