I'm absolutely serious about this.

I've decided that I'm going to live my days in preparation for fabulous old lady-dom. I'm going to rock that party, if I'm lucky enough to make it that far. But trust me, I'm planning on it.

Why waste time fighting time? Why try to recapture youth? You can't turn back time (I'm talking to you, Cher and all of the real housewives) -- it's silly.

When I grow up, I'm going to be an old woman. It's going to be fierce.

I exercise so my body can