I turned another year older over the weekend. So it's been 34 years since the day I was evicted from my mother's womb. Apparently, I still have trouble looking the part, let alone acting like one (although with the grey hair that's showing, it's getting a bit easier on the former). Perhaps my belief that "60 is the new 40" contributed to that effect. So if anybody needs affirmation that the power of affirmation works, come see me!