FB to the rescue

I've always thought that years 24-26 were among the best of my life and if I could be any age forever it would be one of those. Young and carefree, as they say, with no real responsibility in life.

One of my volleyball players, several years ago, told me, "You're only as old as you act," which may explain why I still think I fall somewhere in that range. In my head I've yet to enter into my third decade. Somehow I still believe I'm relevant.

But as I approach my biological 34th birthday thank goodness I have Facebook to confirm what I always knew to be true anyway - that my real age is 26.