Okay, seriously…Like I may be 41—but in my mind I am still some smoking hot babe…41 in wisdom, 25 in beauty and 18 in youth!
And then I go to my mirror…and I’m like 41??? 51???? WHO IS THIS WOMAN?!
Reality registers. Oh, yes. It’s me. Brooke Heidi. I know me. I have been me for a whole lotta years now.
Then I go into the other room and fresh out of the shower comes some man. He has a lot of wisdom in his hair—which, in my wife-y opinion, makes him even WAY WAY WAY hotter!
And then he is dressed to the 9. LIKE HIS STYLE IS SO AWESOME. And he is just like, “Who me? Oh, I just got out of the shower. No big deal.”
It’s like a magazine cover walked into my home and here I sit—FEELING 18, THINKING 25 Hot Babe, and LOOKING like the extinct dinosaur.
How is it, Women?
Does anyone else out there have that husband problem—or is it just me?
Now some of you may say, “But, Brooke, you haven’t changed at all.”
STOP RIGHT THERE!
I’m not sure I take that as a compliment anymore.
Have I always been this frumpy? This messy? This wildly out of control?
Has this always been me?
Have I been blind sighted by my own wild imagination?
HAS MY MIRROR BEEN LYING TO ME ALL OF THESE YEARS???
So with those words, I shrug them off and say…
It’s all my husband’s fault.
Isn’t that the mantra of marriage anyway????
(Smile, smile…wink, wink!)
With that humor, I’ll sign off and say HAVE A GREAT DAY!
The true half of crazy (B)