Day 4--Ten things I can't do anymore

1--Bend over to touch my toes so that my upper body is directly against my legs.  I can at least bend over and touch my toes still, but the upper body is far, far away from the legs when I do it!

2--Talk on the phone to Bradley more than twice a year for the next 13 months.  He's on a mission.  He gets to call home on Christmas and Mother's Day.  I miss talking to that boy.

3--Fit into single digit sizes.  That's no fun when it comes to shopping. Or looking in the mirror.

4--Touch my hands behind my back like the picture to the right----->

5--Stay up all night long without being a total zombie the next day.  I used to be able to do it every so often and survive the next day day, but it's pretty much impossible nowadays.

6--See things close up clearly.  You know how you laugh at the "older people" holding books at arm's length in order to see them?  Well, watch out, because it will happen to you too when you get older.  It has an official name, which is presbyopia.  It's very weird to not be able to focus on things that are close up.

7--Enjoy a full day at an amusement park--some of the rides make me dizzy.  The whirl around in circle ones mostly.

(By the way, just a little side note to this list...it's a bit distressing that many of these things I can't do are "age related".  It's hard to reconcile that you're getting older when you feel so un-old overall!)

8--Go across Burton Lane and take Sammy to lunch at Wendy's on my motorcycle (family joke), 'cause Sammy moved to Colorado! :-(

9--Hear a marching band without wanting to march and/or dance.

10--Remember all the numbers properly so I could count to 100 in French.