You know you are getting old when…

Along with 500 other women bloggers (and three men), I attended the Blissdom Canada conference.

I think it would be safe to say that I was the oldest woman there, spying only one other silver-haired blogger in a sea of young faces. And if I wasn’t convinced of my status, it was quickly reaffirmed for me by the Kraft online tool we had to complete in order to get a goodie bag.

Keen to sample the products, I lined up with others to fill out the form online. Naturally they wanted lots of information, including date of birth, and that is where I came undone. My year of birth wasn’t listed, the options didn’t go that far. So I did what any honourable woman would do, I lied.

I am now six years younger. I joked about it all with a young girl next to me and she was quick to tell me that her grandparents were tech savvy and how silly of Kraft not to realize that. I am now feeling six years older☺

As for the fancy dress party and karaoke on the Saturday night, I gave that a miss. After all, as a “senior” it was way past my bedtime.