You Know You're Old When...

The Love Anthem of your youth plays on a TV commercial for laundry detergent. Berlin's "Take My Breath Away" from the movie Top Gun is the soundtrack while a man is shown sniffing clothes washed in Gain. Such is life.

This Tag's in the Bag, Ana!

OK, Ana of Thinking Cramps (check blogroll) had tagged me ages ago, and I promised her that this would be my first tag in 2009. So here goes:

My oldest memory: Waiting up for my parents to come home from a party, so I could complain to them about my leg hurting and they'd give me medicine and tuck me in between them. Bliss!

Ten years ago: Oh man. I was 24. First reporting job in Nowhere, Indiana. No desis in sight. Stressing about getting an H1 work visa, so I could continue working in the US and stay close to my then-boyfriend (now husband) who I'd see over the weekend. Stressing about living within my practically non-existent income. A burger in McDonald's was a once-a-week treat. The good old days. Maybe, maybe not.

My first thought this morning: Dang, is Rohan up already?

If you built a time capsule what would it contain: Dental floss. Someone would need it.

This year: Raina will go to kindergarten. Amazing.

14 years from now: Both my kids will be teenagers. Kill me now and get it over with!

Tagging: Nobody. Most folks get grumpy when I tag them. And those who don't have done this anyways. Cheers!