Rolling Stones

Tiiiiiimmmme is on my side, yes it is!

No Mick Jagger... time is in fact on MY side.

And by this I mean - I might be aging slower than a lot of the people I know. Not to brag, but according to my husband – who was in a waiting room and picked up a National Geographic and read an article, which states – people with moles have specific genes that make them age, at least slightly, slower than those who do not have moles. Proof.

Being smug I pointed out that usually those of us with moles have to worry about skin cancer more. So we age slower, but we die faster??? In any case, I thought this was a ton of fun. My daughter Beezus noticed some tiny speckles appearing on her hand the other day and got very critical of them. Quite gleefully I pointed out that she is going to be one lucky girl to have a few moles on her. And, because she is cut from the same cloth as myself, she was quite dismissive of her mothers wisdom. (Laugh it up mom). Keeping track, as we must, Tinker Bell, her dad, the TV, her teacher AND the internet know more than me. Of course, this came from her dad...

Back to the moles: My husband did make a point of mentioning that I can still get my moles removed, as he does not enjoy looking upon them.

I responded – “oh yeah, well you should remove your face!”

No just joking. I thought that to myself while grimacing at him and instead reminded him very coolly (with about the same maturity in phrasing) why it is a bad idea to make your wife unhappy. He just laughed. Why am I not intimidating? I try so hard…

In any case, what we have learned is that there is a chance that those of us with moles are aging slower. Cindy Crawford and I are just gonna be chillin like villains (to use a Nik phrase) in our retirement homes later in life.