I’d seen this photo of Madonna aka Esther 
(pay attention, Beyonce or Sasha Fierce or Rainbow Sno-cone, whatever you’re calling yourself) and it reminded me of something else.
I couldn’t put my finger on it, then it came to me. 
Madge, step away from the barbells. You’re starting to scare children and the elderly. Really, all you’re missing is the baby oil and you’re ready for Miss Greasy Muscle Chick World. And that facial expression is doing nothing for you. That’s the look the drive-thru bank teller gives me when I have more than 3 transactions and you’re supposed to go inside if you have that many, but she says, “Mrs. Faler, next time you really need to come inside if you have this many transactions.” And then she purses her lips and squints her eyes at me with that disapproving look, like “I know I’ve told you this before, lady, and next time I’m gonna cut you.” Maybe it’s just me.
It’s time to put the weights down and have a cookie. Cookies make people happy and make you forget you look like part of the touring cast of Interview with the Vampire: the Musical. I’m just saying.
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Kerry-
I NEVER pursed my lips at my customers through the drive-thru (I’d just talk about them once I cut off the mike-LOL)
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Really. There comes a point in your life when trying to keep up with the teenagers shouldnt be priority. Personally, I cant wait until I turn 50. Thats my magic number. No more diets. No more watching calories. No more feeling guilty for not working out. Im just going to eat ice cream. Breakfast, lunch and dinner. And maybe french fries. Maybe I could dip my french fries in my ice cream. 8 1/2 more years. Yeah baby! No one tell Shearn about my plan. I want to spring it on him the day before I turn 50.
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As I saw a different photo of Madge, (one where her biceps were just way too defined) I thought, “Hmmm. I wonder if I should copy this photo and send it to Kerry for her blog. It looks like good blog fodder.” And low and behold – there she is – Mrs./Ex-Mrs. US/Britain Bodybuilder/Singer… and whatever else she claims to be. I just knew Kerry was on the case. Good work.
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Mel — When I turn 50 I’m wearing caftans and turbans and calling everyone Dahling. Your plan is fab.
Frugal Beth — if there is pseudo news out there, I feel it is my responsibility to report it. It may not be accurate, may not timely, most likely not relevant, but it is here. Thanks for thinking of me, though. Nice to know someone cares.
Jenn — You couldn’t work at the bank nowadays, they have cameras and we can see the tellers. My lady’s bun is so tight she looks like she’s had a face-lift.
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Personally, I dont like the bank teller camera thingy. Its just creepy. If I wanted to see someone while making a deposit while I was most likely in my jammies, Id go in. Bring back the days when your drive thru bank teller was just a pleasant voice.
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Kerry-
We must bank at the same financial institution. As is having the camera is not bad enough in the drive through, if you go into the lobby (hoping to see a real live teller???), you have to pick up a phone to call the teller which again you see on a screen! Oh hell no! I am not picking up that phone with the mouthpiece with everyones germs on it!!!!! I guess I’ll go to the drive thru!
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