The kind you didn't just see and then BAM! There it is, dark and pointed out for all the world to see?

I grow them in patches.

Then there's the one-sided mustache. And the mole on the side of my face that sprouts a two inch hair every couple of months.

Meanwhile, head, underarm, and leg hairs are disappearing into the ether.

HA!

and i'm no where near old enough to be getting those (at least in my mind, i am just a pup)

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have such tiny writing that even with glasses they are sometimes hard to read. Then someone has the nerve to tell you that you are taking the medication wrong.

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... that even with glasses, I'm relying on guesswork.
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I also have a magnifying glass. Some of that print is microscopic.

and another pair in the bathroom to read labels on the meds.

Small type in a small rectangle hidden somewhere amid the pictures and blurbs telling you how tasty the stuff is.

appears to be a true enough statement...

I remember getting annoyed with older people in stores when I would get behind them and they would walk at a snail's pace. Or complain about bad legs or knees.

I'm now being punished for that.

My knees are horrible. I can't hop and dance, and getting up from a chair (or sitting down) causes groans of pain.

Anyway, the same with the fine print. In fact, just today I got all pissy with one of those twist ties on a new loaf of bread. Had to put my spectacles on to see the twist tie and which way it twisted. Then had to try and get my stiff fingers to work to get it off.

sucks.

I now have a magnifying glass that lights up!! It totally rocks.

It totally sucks that I need it.

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I am going to continue to make a conscious effort not to do that.
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When MiddleFingerMomDad&Mom retired to Arizona, they purposefully avoided living in a "seniors-only"
neighborhood because they didn't want to hear people gripe on and on about their ungrateful kids, the
dammed gummint and bowel movements and such.
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Where I differ, obviously... is that I LOVE a good poop joke.
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and I thought, "Well, she's just saving time."

I remember smirking at those ladies when I was younger (as in *I* would not be caught dead out like that!)

I can only read newsprint in sunlight now, I need "cheaters" for indoor reading. I know I'll eventually need them all the time, but I'm only 50 and just don't want to give in so easily.

fine in brightly lit places or outside. But in a restaurant? I hold the menu up to the light, lol. (Or use the light-up magnifier mentioned above.)

A co-worker who is about 10 years older than me said her doctor told her by the time you reach 50, the close-up problem stabilizes.

That really encourages me

and it's not on your head."

I was referring to my mustache, but I still got the dirty look ...

I was seriously considering a *lighted *magnifying glass today in the "as seem on tv " aisle.

EMBRACE YOUR AGE....

I had white hair early on and I just said, it's me, I'm going with it...

Started coloring in all kinds of ways I never would have when I was younger! Mostly for fun as I don't really have that much gray yet.

long as possible.

And I needed them sooner than that. Always had my nose in a book.

I'm nearsighted.

Now I'm in bifocals.

The fine print is so bad that it's easier for me to rip my glasses off and look at the fine print without glasses. My focusing distance in my good eye is 6 inches, in the bad one it's 4 inches.

I can see much better in contacts, but I can't whip em off to read fine print. One eye is for distance, the other is for closeup and my brain fuses the images. It's called monovision.