Deep Thoughts from a 40 Something Year Old Woman

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Deep Thoughts from a 40 Something Year Old Woman

Is that a blow torch up my ass or am I just having a hot flash?

Something sweet to say to me: “Honey, you are just as beautiful as the day we met” or “I like you with whiskers”

What is that kangaroo pouch above my waist line and why does it remain there even when I suck my gut in and does it come with a baby kangaroo or just water retention (I’m naming the baby kangaroo Sally)?



Me and Bob Gainey - Having Deep Thoughts.



A Sports bra is highly recommended even if you are just sitting on the couch.  All of the action is heading down south toward the knee caps and the knee caps are creaking and aching especially when I bend, walk, run or lie down.
Heading down south use to mean heading to Florida.


Heading downtown use to mean …never mind.

Stop those Diane Keaton L’Oreal commercials. She is killing me. Does she actually look like that at her age? I don’t want to see her anymore. That goes for you too Cindy Crawford.
                                           

What’s foreplay?

I never intended to grow a beard.

Ditto for the sideburns.

I forget what I was going to say next and in 5 minutes I will forget that I forgot.

But I am sure it was another really deep thought from a 40 something year old woman.

Amen.






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