Tuesday, August 19, 2008

Showing my age?

I was looking at a box of tissues on the coffee table this morning and it has a picture of herbs and says Parsley Sage Rosemary. I said where's Thyme? My daughter got that look of her face. You know the one; it says" now what are you rambling about?"
I said, you know (singing) " Parsley sage rosemary and thyme." This elicited another look such as one would give someone who just dropped down out of the sky at their feet.
Sigh, is it really so amazing that my 20 something daughter has never heard of Simon and Garfunkel? Am I really that old? :(
I guess I am.

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