Getting confused with old age

Firstly an excellent little article (NASA) about Antarctic ice shelf melting: http://www.nasa.gov/topics/earth/features/20100108_Is_Antarctica_Melting.html

Now, onto what i have been thinking about this morning. Well i have had a lot to think about as it was “shot” day. Every three months i have to have my medicine and lucky me gets it in cold, hard needle form *grin*. Also, the nurse thinks my appendix is playing up....so something new to look out for then!

This morning (before the doctor visit) I was when it will happen. The day i start to get confused about things. I don’t mean just forgetting a name or address or even what i walked into the room for. I mean really confused about the world around me.

The other day my dad made one of those big confused messes in our household. He was in his study when he yelled out “you guys Dr who is on the telly”

We all love Dr Who. So there was a mad dash. It is not Dr Who. It is in fact Dr Phil. I myself can see how he got confused. They both have the prefix of Dr. Other than one being and American talk show person and the other being a fictional British sci-fi show it is easy to see how he got confused.

He really didn’t seem to understand why the kids got a little mad at him. They were playing Wii bowling at the time. No one likes to be interrupted when a game is on. Especially when the stakes are high [you win you get M&Ms or cookies or M&M cookies].

Takes me back to before xmas when mum bought little Mitch some lego. Star trek lego. I was worried ‘cause he doesn’t like star trek. He does like star wars though. Very much. And no mum, they are not the same thing. Turns out that she got it all wrong and it was actually star wars lego (ewoks battle thing). It was awesome. We spent hours watching his sister put it together (i had better things to do than put lego together)...and then he would offer a suggestion and she would scream her head off and storm out. Well she is 11. That’s what you’re supposed to do.

I only bring these tales up because tomorrow is my birthday. I am getting old now. I don’t feel old mentally (physically is a different matter). In fact i have only just started to not think to myself “your to young to have a husband, kids and a mortgage” when people ask when i am going to get married! I realised the other day that i would have “young adults” as kids if i had stared breeding like the rest of the (extended) family. I think my family just think i am gay. I have tried to point out that being gay doesn’t mean you can’ also have children but that just gets me nowhere. Fast.

I hope it all goes well for me. My birthday. I plan to do as little as possible and try to pretend it is not happening. And go to the cinema. I lot of bad things have happened on my previous birthdays. Some more amusing than others. I will just be happy if....well i don’t know what but i seriously want nothing bad to happen. this time.

Back to figuring out some notes!