What's the going rate for a geriatric 27 year old??

I feel...OLD.

Not because I'm 27 with 3 children. Not because I wake up every morning with a back ache and joints popping all over the place. Not because my favorite show is Murder She Wrote.

No folks, those are all just side effects of my fabulous life as a SAHM. Jealous much?

The reason I'm feeling old because this week we got...gulp...LIFE INSURANCE!

Ugghhhh...I can feel the gray hair seeping in. Oy. I feel like I should be flipping through catheter catalogs and start driving 20 miles an hour in the middle lane. I've already started responding to people by saying "That's nice dear". I'm trading in my Nordstrom's card for an AARP card. I'm going to have to start carrying hard candies and crumpled tissues in my purse. It's all downhill from here....and I'm not just talking about my boobies.

{Say Queso!}

Not only did buying life insurance age me 30 years, but its made me just a wee bit suspicious. I think Jordan's trying to ice me. That's right. He's trying to find a pair of cement shoes in my size, ifyaknowwhatimean.

Why else would he get life insurance on me?? Hmmm??? I'm gonna have to sleep with one eye open from now on. I should probably have him taste test all my food too.

In all honesty, it SUCKS having to plan for things like this. It provides some relief knowing our children are covered in case anything awful would happen. But I found myself getting emotional throughout the process of getting the insurance. Talking about all the possibilities of what could happen was just too much for me to handle.

Anydebbiedowner, lets end this on a positive note, shall we?! It's a 3 day weekend! Yeeaahhh boy! I can't wait to catch up on some blogs and hang with la familia!

Happy Friday Amigos!!

Grab an Ensure and lets get the party started, geriatric style!!

ps- thank you SO much for all the awesome comments on the cake! Boogie LOVED it and he's already requested more cakes :)