Humble Pie can be hard to digest when you’re an OLD WOMAN

Just when I start feeling a little, erm, BIG for my britches (and not in a bad way), something comes along to bring me down a notch or two.

Like today. The fun started when CJ took to calling me “Old Woman.” I AM NOT MAKING THIS UP. Somebody is getting one less birthday present! (What can I say… old women tend to be spiteful!)

And if that wasn’t enough, at yoga class this afternoon the instructor singled me out of a classful of people who are NOT EXACTLY FIT AS FIDDLES to say, “you are new at this, aren’t you. How many yoga classes have you taken anyway?” (heads swivel, eyebrows raise, snobbish thoughts begin). Is there a yoga pose called “Sinking into Floor”? If not, I think I’ve just invented it.

(sigh)

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