That Ear Thing & Turning 49

Hello my friends, I am sorry I have not posted in a while but I am adjusting to new medicine and it is not easy to say the right words at the moment all the time. I thought I would post something I wrote on my birthday in January. Warning to younglings, you may find this old people stuff gross.

The burning question for me, the day after my 49^th birthday is; do women get hair in their ears? Laugh if you must but I am serious. I keep thinking of how I learned that women also get hair in other places in the vicinity of the face that it is just to gross to say out loud; it was at work and the other women made fun of one of the older women who had hair in a place normally associated with tissues and sneezing (I told you it was gross), prior to that I thought that nose hair (aside from being a gross subject) was a guy problem. I thought it was mean to laugh at her because of that, she had a truly bad temper and that gave us plenty of belly laughs because she was ridiculously easy set off; there was no need to make it personal. At any rate, thanks to that experience I now know the answer to that question, which I sincerely do not believe I would have ever thought to ask. It is that knowledge that has driven me to wonder, do women get hair in their ears?

In keeping with the theme of my turning 49, I have to admit to being nearly giddy with excitement at the prospect of next year's birthday. I wish I could say precisely what it is about turning 50 that appeals to me so, other than the obvious answer of it's better than the alternative. I can only say that it feels as if doors will open and possibilities will become realities, all at the turning of the calendar and the passing of another year. I will have to spend this 49^th year wisely planning what I want to accomplish first come my 50^th birthday.

I am thinking that my excitement cannot be unusual, surely nearly everyone feels this way at turning 50. We are old enough and experienced enough to know how to navigate through at least some of life's waters and yet we are still young enough to do nearly anything in the world our heart's desire. And then there are the things we are interested in, I am certain I am not alone when I say that the older I get the more I find to be interested in, the more music I discover, authors to read and birds to spot. There is so much out there to see and do and for some reason I just know when I hit that magic number of 50 it will all sound sweeter, look brighter and be better… I still don't know about that ear thing though.

There is always hope.

Betty