I think juliana and I are the same age. I don't really call myself young (she can if she wants to) but I don't call myself old, either. I only start to freak out when I think how long I've been at this job.

Aimée actually pointed out to me that I said I was 33 somewhere on the board recently, but I'm not. I've hit that "I'm in my mid-thirties and I'll be damned if I can remember how old I am," stage.

As I've mentioned (all too many times, no doubt) my bday is September 11th. That whole year it was like I never turned 31 -- I kept forgetting and still said I was thirty. The next year I caught up.

I've hit that "I'm in my mid-thirties and I'll be damned if I can remember how old I am," stage.

I'm getting close to that stage. My parents, on the other hand, refuse to believe I'm in my thirties, let alone the mid-thirties. Mom says she is not old enough to have a daughter my age.

juliana is, like, 4.

You know, I can now see it.

Pffft. You're just jealous 'cuz I can run longer than y'all.

Which I hear is authentic: proper chai is syrupy.

Huh. I've had supposedly-authentic that is indeed sweet, but also so spicy that it will knock your socks off. I love it.

edit: sarameg is correct - I'm a mere 10 days or so behind her. I sure as hell don't feel young. I'm constantly surprised that I'm not in my 30s yet.

What goes into a Starbucks chai latte? Well, how much of what? I will be ordering one in about 20 minutes, and the barista is a flake.

IIRC, it's 1 part chai mix (liquid, not powder), and 2 parts steamed milk. Unless they've changed it. There should be a how-to book somewhere in the back, if not right behind the bar, which contains all the Starbucks drink recipes.

I think it's juliana, Jessica, and Shrift who always freak me out with how much younger they are than me.

My mother always says that I was born with a mental age of 47, so really, I'm much older than you.

Dude, I've been like that since I hit 21. Most times I'm asked, I have to remember what year I was born in, remember what year and month it is now, and do the math.

I totally do this, except I have to ask what year it is because I don't really pay attention. My mental age changes so slooowly, like 5 to 1.

Pffft. You're just jealous 'cuz I can run longer than y'all.

Woman, there are inanimate objects that can run longer than I can. Couches, TVs, forks!

I've had supposedly-authentic that is indeed sweet, but also so spicy that it will knock your socks off. I love it.

juliana is me. I've only had Starbuck's chai latte once (Ireland has managed to escape the Attack of the Franchise so far) and I thought it was too watery.

I've hit that "I'm in my mid-thirties and I'll be damned if I can remember how old I am," stage.

I, too, am thirty-umm. Most days, I don't bother to calculate the umm part.