Someone’s jumping up a year in age this weekend. And neener neener neener: it’s not me!
I’ve already checked that off my to-do list for 2012, as I do every year about 3 weeks before Jay follows suit.
And every year, during those 3 weeks, I enjoy constantly asking Jay what it feels like to be with an older woman. Sometimes he even humors me with a response other than eye-rolling.