ok, now it's official

They say that age is just a number. And I really believed that for a long time. But I just found out it’s not true.

Age isn’t a number. It’s a thing. And that thing is Grape Nuts.

We’ve been eating Grape Nuts every morning now for about a month, mixed with vanilla flavored yogurt, and maybe some blueberries, for the antioxidants.

And I’m starting to freak out a little bit. Because I really like it.

I know the old annoying joke is to say, roughly every 3 years of our lives, “Now I’m really getting old.” When we turned 22, it was, “that’s it…no more birthdays to look forward to. I’m officially old.”

Then 25 came, and we said, “Ok, that’s it. My twenties are halfway over, I’m officially old.”

Then 28 rolled up, and we thought, “Crap, only two more years before my life is over. Man I’m old.”

Then the big 3-0 creeped up on us. (Which wasn’t really that bad, in retrospect).

But, it turns out we weren’t actually getting old at all. We were just growing up a bit. And there were certain milestones along the way to remind us that we were growing up.

We’d drink 50 beers over the weekend, and have 50-beer-gut on Monday. Ok fine.

We started stuffing toilet paper in our ears at loud concerts to protect our hearing. That’s probably a good thing.

Our knees began to ache after exercise. Well, that sucks, but oh well.

But then, practically out of nowhere…BAM!

Grape nuts.

If you need us, we’ll be on our Rascals down at the mall.