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Midlife Crisis Part I

"Am I pretty?" I tentatively asked my sister. "Do I look younger than I am?"
"Yes," she replied obediently. "Why do you ask?"
"A student's dad hit on me today. Actually, he hit on me yesterday then came back today without his kid and officially asked me my marital status."
"I forgot my ring yesterday," my sister mused, "I was "hit on" by dads and students!"
"You're not helping." I was whining by now. "This guy is 65 years old."
"Oh," she said, "That's bad. That's really bad."
I know.

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  1. June Freaking CleaverDecember 14, 2009 at 5:34 AM

    Come on, he was looking for his trophy wife. You. A trophy. That mean's you're bright and shiny clean through.

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  2. CountessLaurieDecember 14, 2009 at 6:40 AM

    I agree with June. You totally do not look your age.

    I suppose if Sean Connery were doing the hitting, I wouldn't mind so much.

    Thanks for visiting LaurieVille. I am following you so I am going to be reading and commenting on your older stuff :-)

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  3. ChristaDecember 14, 2009 at 7:12 AM

    HAHAHA oh that was hilarious!

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  4. Live From Mommyville...December 14, 2009 at 7:21 AM

    What a goddess. Goddess! That moniker doesn't recognize age limits...sorry.

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  5. Kristina P.December 14, 2009 at 8:09 AM

    What's the reverse Cougar name?

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  6. HilloriDecember 14, 2009 at 8:16 AM

    A sugar daddy...with a troubled teenager. Oh, what fun! Feel flattered, my Dad told me yesterday that he remembers when I used to be pretty (he is struggling with brain tumor issues and says whatever comes to mind, without reservations). Even if senior citizens are throwing themselves in your path. :) You could offer to introduce him to your grandma....

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  7. FoursonsDecember 14, 2009 at 9:21 AM

    How old was his kid?

    And hey...take the compliment and run with it!

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  8. RiahliDecember 14, 2009 at 10:33 AM

    Ha! I have a feeling that although you may be older..you are Wiser and more Beautiful also...Repeat in head often. :)

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  9. shortmamaDecember 14, 2009 at 11:24 AM

    He was looking for a hot younger woman!!

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  10. HeidiDecember 14, 2009 at 1:24 PM

    Just remember men always want someone 20 years younger. Wait....that doesn't help. Sorry.

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  11. My HeartDecember 14, 2009 at 1:43 PM

    yep, I'm thinking he was after a trophy too. I mean c'mon! Take that compliment and work it...maybe just work it while walking the other direction...Grin

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  12. A Musing Mom (Taylorclan6)December 14, 2009 at 2:46 PM

    Hugh Hefner gets to be a sugar daddy. Tiger Woods gets to have a trophy wife. A 65 year old, unemployed, flat broke, divorced man gets neither.

    However, if Hugh Hefner came onto me, I'd throw up. If Tiger came onto me, I'd feel validated.

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  13. Mamma ChristineDecember 14, 2009 at 5:34 PM

    Ewwww. 65! No, you don't look 65.

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  14. Us and Them Make 10!December 15, 2009 at 9:42 AM

    hahahah oh that is great!!!

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