So this is how I feel on the inside.
Apparently on the outside I look like this:
Yes, I was told by yet another person that I look like a teenager. I realize this sounds like bragging, but I needed some positive affirmation. (This is actually Rachel McAdams from the movie The Notebook, who I've been told I look like). Shopping with Bob on Sunday night we went to pick up the book shelves and "dresser" that we'd purchased at Good Will. Bob was holding my hand part of the time and, and of course, slinging her arm over my shoulders the rest of the time (she loves to do this) - I'm 5'7" and was wearing heels, the girl is just tall!
As we rearranged the groceries to accomodate all the furniture (I'm so proud of myself for managing to cram two 6 foot bookshelves and a tall filing cabinet, plus groceries in the back of the Blazer and still being able to close the doors!), Bob referred to me as Mom. The man who was helping us load was so surprised he actually asked how old I was! *grin* I told him I'm 38 and he replied, "I thought you were her sister!"
So I guess it's a good thing my outsides don't match my insides! I really like being told I look 19!
Saw this quote today and really loved it!
*If you think my hands are full, you should see my heart!*