Listening to the radio tonight on the way home from work I was hearing some totally awesome music. It was all my favorite songs from when I was in high school and I was getting my groove on. That’s when my husband told me it was the “classic rock” station. WHAT? Classic rock? When did I become so ancient that the songs I listened to in my youth are considered “classic”. Wow! I know I’m no spring chicken anymore, but that makes me feel even older. I consider the songs my siblings used to listen to and what my parents would listen to classic, not what I listened to. Maybe I’m in denial, I’m not sure. I guess I will have to eventually admit to myself that yes I am getting older, and there is nothing wrong with that. I seriously don’t think that my music taste is classic though, just let it be known!