Honey, Do You See What I See…

You know that nice little mirror on the visor above the passenger’s seat?  Comes in pretty handy when you’re late for somewhere and you still have mascara to apply.  Or do you ever have those moments that, being the passenger, you’ve become a little bored…so you pull the visor down and open the mirror just for the sake of something to do?

So…my Big Boy and I are on our way to somewhere (that has already slipped my mind, I was so traumatized by the following event)!  In mid conversation, I pull down the visor and flip the mirror open…talking and taking a good look at, you know, just what a girls face looks like at 49andcounting.

And then, with just a twist of the head, a tilt of the neck, I see it!  I shriek to my Big Boy, “Honey, I’ve got a chicken neck!  A saggy chicken neck.”  “Oh my gosh, I’m getting old!”

From the driver’s seat came his response, “Yup”.

“Yup?!”  “What do you mean, yup?!”  “You’ve known it was there?  You’ve noticed it before?”  “I’ve had this chicken neck for some time and you haven’t told me!”

Slight nod from a now silent Big Boy who is grinning.

I take another quick peak at the mirror.  There it is.  That saggy neck thing going on…you know with vertical wrinkles.  When did this happen?!  I’m thinking, overnight!  I’ve seen women like this…old women!

And at that moment, I reached another milestone…not one I’d ever looked forward to or one I’m to happy about…but age is beginning to show in ways I’d never imagined.  And I am now a somewhat sad member of the “Chicken Neck Club”.  (and my Big Boy, he’s still remaining silent on the subject!) Good choice.


Welcome to 49andcounting.


About 49andcounting

Hi! I'm a mom, wife, grammy, sister, friend at that ALMOST 50 age!! (Okay, since I started this a few years ago...well, add a bit to 49andcounting!) How the heck did I get here so fast?!? I love, love, love- my girls, antiques, rural America, history, Jesus, junkin,the lake and my Big Boy...not particularly in that order. It's about time I change this profile a bit. After a year or living in our 5th wheel in beautiful Pennsylvania, My Big Boy and I are back to the Kansas Prairies. And there's just nothing like "Home Sweet Home". Hitting the Big 50 has its own unique, well...let's say...blessings :) So come along, laugh with me...cry with me...praise God with me...and let's do this 49andcounting thing, together!
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4 Responses to Honey, Do You See What I See…

  1. Dear Chicken Neck,
    As your friend, I have never noticed, despite our convos of every other part of our bodies. Must be a guy thing.
    Love ya~Your Russian Wrestler Necked Friend, toting genes from the Parkin Side of the Fam.

  2. notquiteold says:

    I am seeing the opposite… my neck seems to be disappearing into my shoulders. Good grief.

  3. Nanny_cool says:

    I think some one has swapped all the mirrors in my house for those silly fair ones that make you look short and fat with ten chins! Not happy 😦

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