Earlier today, my husband and I went to town to run a few errands and we'd stopped at Chili's to have lunch. I saw one of their signs for a margarita special and ordered one. The waitress asked for my ID. I stared at her for a moment, in disbelief. She just carded me. Because my husband was driving his GMC pickmeup, I didn't bring my purse with my license. I was sure she was joking, so I told her that I appreciated the compliment, but really, I'm forty. Then she did a double take and said, "uhm, noooOOOooo....you're not. And I can't serve you, unless I can see your ID."
Honestly folks, this face might not look forty per se, but it sure as hell doesn't look under 21!