Just say it!

OK. It's a new year and some people make resolutions. I find resolutions to be a huge waste of time, but there is one thing I want to do now that a fresh new year awaits us like pizza dough awaiting pepperoni.

I'm officially declaring war on political correctness. What has PC gotten us except for a way to dance around subjects and pussyfoot around the truth?

The last straw was when it was suggested that 'illegal aliens' was hurtful and instead should be called 'undocumented foreigners.' Male bovine byproduct! They weren't born here; they're aliens. They sneaked in across the border and are dodging INS agents; they're illegal. Hurtful? Unless you say it in Spanish, it's doubtful they know the difference.

But I digress.....

One of the things I looked forward to when I was young was that when I grew old (see how easy it is?) I could say what was on my mind and people would think it's cute because I'm an old lady. I will not be denied that!

No more will I bite my tongue when some punk calls me "young lady." I know some women of a certain age (oops! Missed one - old ladies) find it flattering, but I find it patronizing and insulting. So next time I hear "How are you young lady," the response will be "Just fine, little man, how are you?"

A few weeks ago I watched with a great deal of pride as a woman older than I responded to a waiter who asked "Can I get you guys anything else?" She replied, "Do we look like guys?"

I dipped my foot in the water recently at a doctor's office. When the nurse asked, "Did we have lab work today," I responded "I had lab work; I don't know about you."

Damn that felt good! Earlier when I stepped on the scale I asked "Now you do allow 20 pounds for clothes, don't you?" She looked at me in all seriousness and said, "Not 20."

The world also needs to develop a sense of humor, but I can tackle only one resolution at a time. After all, I'm old and I can't tackle stuff like I used to."