Wherein Bry ages.

Today I saw a hot Anderson Cooper type. "Too bad he's old," I thought. And then I realized "I'm old."

I should mention I saw this man while antiquing.

I'm thinking of getting a sandwich board to wear around my neck that says "I'm really old."

But I'm pretty sure my Snuggie and mom jeans say that for me.

I can feel that familiar itch just below the surface. I'm ready for something new. I'm hoping a simple changing of the seasons will suffice.

I am ready for Farmer's Markets and warm weather. I am ready for that feeling of contentment on a long afternoon, the lightness in the shoulders and the way a good laugh feels like a better workout than a ten mile run.