Here we sit. At the dermatologist. Checking our sun kissed faces for signs of skin cancer. And guess what the receptionist asked, “Are you two the grandparents?” Are you kidding me? I’m not even 40! I know there’s some smile lines around my eyes, but come on. I thought I was still kind of spunky and cute, but I’ve been cut to the bone. My feelings may never recover. I’m never coming back here again at least:). Have a happy young feeling Fri.