Rich and Full-Bodied

I don't really know if it's the jogging that's making me think clearer and more focused or if it's the ham/turkey sandwich I'm stuffing in my mouth as I type. Either way I feel like I'm on a roll so I plan to go with it. School is in it's second or third week. I lose count. But it's going well. Everyone in the family is going through some type of education except Michael and me...well, let me retract that statement. Michael is being educated on the importance of using the potty instead of a pull-up. Plus, I guess I'm allowed to count the endless amounts of PBS he watches along with the DSI games and the outside time when we are out for those morning walks. I mean he DOES swing his arms like a mad man when I'm the one pushing him up and down the street in that stroller. That can count for P.E. Now instead of, "Mom, go faster. Run Mom", he says, "It's hot, GO FAST-ER!" That stroller is growing I tell ya. It's bigger than it was last week.

Someone asked me the other day what was my secret to looking so young. I took it as a compliment since I'm getting older and everything. So my daughter chimes in with, "It's the collagen." And she tries to squeeze my face every time she says it. That got me to thinking. What exactly is collagen? And doesn't celebs try to get it injected into their faces? So you know me, I looked it up on the web just out of curiosity. My reaction..."WHAT?" This is the Webster definition-tell me what you think. Collagen- any of a class of extracellular proteins abundant in higher animals, especially in the skin, bone, cartilage, tendon, and teeth, forming strong insoluble fibers and serving as connective tissue between cells, yielding gelatin when denatured by boiling.
First of all, you got me at the word extra but then add cellular to it...uhm, I think it's a formal word for fat. And I've got that kind of extracellular action all over this body. My daughter is so in trouble. By the way, it's Botox that celebs are so obsessed with. I guess collagen is something I need to be getting rid of, which leads me to the question of what happens to my fountain of youth? Will I end up looking like a dried up prune? But I figure if I want to keep eating the foods I love, I'll have to keep jogging. Oh and just last night, my daughter told me I was robust. I immediately didn't like the sound of that. I know one thing, she better start running.