Remember back in the day when you first learned what epidermis meant and you would say to your friends, "Your epidermis is showing!" and they would look all embarrassed until they, too, learned the definition?
This was funny stuff, right?
Funny, unless a certain part of your epidermis was showing that ought not to be showing!
Then -- not so funny.
Fast forward a few ... well, o.k., a lot ... of years ...
It's fun to needle friends as the years move along and we mature with grace and dignity.
It's fun to tease a family member who has had a memory lapse and say, "Your age is showing!"
It's funny stuff.
Unless it happens to you -- and you realize that it is YOU whose age is showing.
Then -- not so funny.
Today while running errands that were efficiently organized into a circuitous route from and back to my home, I clearly said to myself, "Just the bank and then Lee's Market left. Then home."
Next thing I knew I was halfway home! Seriously?!
Your age is showing!
My age!
And it is NOT so funny!