I'm at my parents having a pre-Thanksgiving Day dinner. My mom travels a lot for work so I don't get to see her as much as I would like. We were catching up.
Me: ...so if all that works out, I should be out of this hole in about 30 to 36 months.
Her: But what about your priority?
Me: (puzzled) My priority?
Me: (laughing) That's really like the last thing on my mind.
Her: What about kids?Me: OK, I was wrong, that's the last thing on my mind.
Her: It's your priority!
Me: It's really not, mom.
Her: OK, it's mine. (long pause) I mean...you're not getting any younger....
You know you've reached a new point in your life when your mother says the words, You're not getting any younger to you and you're wearing a Pink Floyd - The Wall tee-shirt eating a third helping of carbohydrates.
Yes, a new point.
Happy Turkey Day guys - see you tomorrow (or Monday).
Music: They say people in your life are seasons And anything that happen is for a reason