It's my birthday..

And I'll cry if I want to...

Yes, I'm getting old.
I have wrinkles. My wrinkles have wrinkles.
My hair is greying.
And falling out.
My hands are starting to look like proper old lady hands.
And my feet? Let's not talk about my feet.
Same goes for my stomach and its stretch marks.

And, in the words of Sally from my all time favourite movie..
"I'm gonna be 40". (Okay, it's a few years off, but still....)