I'm getting old...

...and I can prove it.

1. I had another laser treatment on Wednesday and Paul had his wisdom teeth out Thursday morning. He spent the day recovering at my house. Here's where the 'old' part comes in. My table had ice packs, tylenol, and post laser lotion on it. (from me) When Paul settled in for the day, we added ibuprofen, more ice packs and a head wrap, 2 prescriptions, a towel and gauze pads. I looked at him and then at the table and thought, I'm way too young to have a medical setup like this in my apartment.
2. I went to an engagement shower Sunday night for my brother Scott and his fiance, Laura. And my cousin John and his fiance, Maryssa. They are all between 21 and 23. And they're getting married! Also, I think my 26 year old cousin who was there with her 6 and 3 year old kids added to it too. Oh, and the 24 year old cousin who also has 2 kids. Oh, and the 20 year old cousin who just got engaged. Maybe all of this contributed a little to my old complex. Not that marriage and baby making should measure where we are in life, but still, it makes me feel old.

3. The 2 highlights of my weekend were: 1, I was in bed before 10PM on Saturday night and I totally loved it. And 2, I bought a new vacuum. The vacuum was really the best part. It totally sucks! In the totally good sucking way. I vacuumed Saturday after I bought it and again Sunday morning, just for fun. My old vacuum still 'works', but seeing what the new one sucks up, I feel great about my new purchase...and a little bad about how yucky my carpet was.

See...medication, young marriages and pregnancies, vacuums and sleep. I proved it. But I'm still happy!