joyce

how to feel old...

Alison: "joycie, i feel old..."

me: "why?"

Alison: "someone posted about talking about desert storm in her kindergarden class. i was in sixth grade."

me (*thinks* desert storm? wasn't that high school?... nah, it couldn't've been. well, maybe. hrm.) "Alison, how old are you?"

Alison: "21."

me (does the math): "that means tenth grade for me. -you- feel old?"

though, looking at Alison's birthday, it would have been ninth, not tenth, which sounds more right. still. meep.

you know, this knitting thing would be going a lot better if i could decipher the pics in the book and remind myself how to cast on...