Join the (Old) Club
Days off, sushi fun and the Big Sister Test
According to my 12-year-old, I am now in the “old people” club, a very unofficial yet real spot in the human timeline. This past week, while riding in the car, she said, almost in a smirking fashion, “Old people. They don’t get jokes anymore.” My eyes were focused on the road as I was driving, but I could see her rollin…
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