About Me

Elizaberrie= my mother’s nickname for me when I was good

And yes, I had a nickname for when I was bad too.

On the verge of 50, looking in the mirror and pleased, generally, with the aging process. Even if I didn’t like it, not much to do but go under the knife. And thank you, I am not ill and in need of surgery, just old.

It has been a long strange journey to be polite.

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2 thoughts on “About Me

  1. Getting older — I’m 64 and I’ve decided I earned every single one of those gray hairs and laugh lines and I’ll be darn if I’m going to cover ’em up with something or stuff ’em with botox or whatever. They’re signs that we’ve lived. That’s a heck of an accomplishment. Thanks for the follow, btw. I’ll be poking around your blog, too!

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