I love this story, about a woman who is celebrating either her 108th or 111th birthday, but she doesn't remember which it is due to some confusion in the record-keeping. And I guess at her age, a 3-year gap doesn't make one iota of difference anyway.
Which got me thinking... how convenient that would be to just "not remember" one's exact age, especially when one will be within spitting distance of 50 on her upcoming birthday in May.
So from now on when someone asks me how old I am, I am going to say, very coyly, "Well, I'm either 28 or 48, but I can't remember which".
The hell with shaving off three years. Why not shave off a couple of decades?
Happy Birthday, Miss Mattie, and thanks for the great tip!
