After I plunked down my $100 and spit in a cup, “Twenty Three and Me” traced my heritage all the way back to my Neanderthal beginnings. I do have rather long arms and love to chew on a drumstick at tailgate parties. Hmmm.
What do you do when you receive devastating news from your best friend who has just lost her beautiful 35-year old daughter? You try to find some distraction anyway you can, that’s what.
If you’re a baby boomer, chances are you’re beginning to feel the not so subtle signs of aging. If so, you’re in good company.
It is estimated that every eight seconds, someone in America celebrates their sixty-fifth birthday. We have more senior citizens in America today than we’ve had at any point in history – somewhere around 75 million I’m told.
Maybe it’s wishful thinking on my part, but “old” doesn’t look the way it once did. Take a look at Jane Fonda, Helen Mirren, Christie Brinkley and try to label them with the word “elderly”.. You can’t do it.
Al Roker summed up my future this morning as he speculated about a hurricane’s ultimate destination. He called it a Cone of Uncertainty and I know it well. I live in it along with all the other Baby Boomers who inhabit the planet and get blamed for everything wrong in the world today.
I’m not sure who these people are but I think they might be considered my
oldest (and craziest) friends.
Robin Dunbar, an evolutionary anthropologist in England, has made a study of how many people the average person knows. He and other researchers have found that on average people are connected in a variety of ways to a total of about 148 others.