Old lady moment: What IS that thing?

The college freshman I was sitting next to for a scholarship luncheon my office hosted turned to me and pointed. "What IS that thing," she asked, scrunching her nose at the indiscernible hunk of plastic sitting.

"It's a Polaroid camera."


"Oooooh," she said. "That's what those look like!" Assuming she had grown up under a rock I smiled patronizingly until the two girls next to her leaned in to see the object in question.
"Cool! How does it work," one asked.
The other said, "Yeah, I've never seen one of those in real life before." Doing the math in my head I realized they had probably been born in 1990. While giving them a lesson in Polaroid basics, I tried not to feel terribly old and decrepit.

Parking lot senility

We all know I act about 60 years older than I actually am, but last night it once again hit home that I am an old lady trapped inside the body of a 24 year old.
Running into Target to do a quick return (and I really was running...the wind was so cold I wished I wasn't too vain to pull out my ugly puffer coat), I saw three guys laughing as they got out of their car. Then, I noticed that not one of them was wearing a jacket, or even a sweatshirt. Nope, these teenagers had on t-shirts and it was only NINE degrees...without the windchill! I'm not even kidding you, I wanted to chew them out but I held back and continued scurrying across the ice mumbling things about "kids these days" and "hypothermia."
On the way out of Target I made a beeline for my car, or at least where I thought I had parked my car. When I got there, however, it was nowhere to be found. Totally confused I stood there, peeking over my scarf trying to figure out where it went. A little old man (and I mean OLD) stopped next to me with his cart, looking from right to left and said, "You too, huh? It gets harder and harder to remember this stuff, doesn't it?"
Yes, yes it does.
To compensate for my early onset elderlyness, I've been trying to supplement my diet with copious amounts of kid foods, like gogurts, juiceboxes, and fruit snacks. We'll see if it helps...

Yet another old lady moment

After a cold snowy day of shopping Kelsey and I voted on having a Sunday movie afternoon. The whole way home we talked about how much we wanted a cup of tea, blueberry tea to be specific. Since I usually just make a cup for myself I have never gotten to use my teapot for company. I boiled the water and poured it into the pretty ceramic pot to brew our belly warming drink. When I set it on the table Kelsey laughed. "Your teapot has a sweater!"
"It isn't a sweater. It is a tea cozy! My grandma knit it."
She started laughing so hard at me she could barely speak. "Most 23 year olds have beer cozies. You have a tea cozy."
"True story but I am still PUMPED to use it."