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Are you even middle-aged if you don't have a joint injury from your twenties that can accurately detect cold weather?
See this is how I know we are not getting that ten inches tonight. I'm not flat on my face migraineing and unable to stand on my busted knee.
Exactly, this! Something coming, but not close here.
And my ankle feels just fine!
*grumbles in "just got out my skis"*
I am glad you don't have a migraine, though. Misery incarnate, those things.
It's snowing, it's just not snowing like they've been saying.
My brain supplied a dirty joke if that would help
Three of them. I can triangulate.
I held out until my early forties before getting the broken toe of occasional weather forecasting, but I got there in the end.
Mine's a hip.
Super-accurate.
Hip don’t lie, as I say in my house.
Pain in the morning, snow in the afternoon.
My hip remains undefeated in accuracy.
Me to doctor: I have this pain in this joint.
Doctor to me: If you were in your 20s this would be quite worrying, but you're in your 50s, so... (Shrugs)
How can we tell we're middle aged unless we know our expiry date?
I'm aiming for 200 or so, so I'm not there yet.
I have no plans to die.
I plan on immortality even in the absence of evidence.
Don't forget eternal glory of youth, otherwise immortality is a total bummer.
Good catch! I need to keep that in my contract with the Devil...
Eats never stop growing though, you"ll end up looking like a basset hound.
You say that like it's a bad thing...
Fine print is important on this level of reality. Upstairs is more forgiving.
Some one has to be the first.
A friend of mine described himself as middle aged to his GP. His GP immediately replied "how many 130 year olds do you know?"
Nah, it's like a secret handshake. You have that Injury from Football that knows when the barometric pressure drops?...welcome. We have been expecting you.
My right hip; arthritis post Lyme disease
I had botched surgery on my knee in my 20s. Not only can I anticipate wet weather, on a good day I can get radio 3.
My once broken collarbone says hello.
The tailbone isn't a joint, but when it gets damp, I really regret falling down the stairs at my college job.
Cold weather and rapid pressure changes
My foot: Winter's a-comin'
My brain: Great job
