How old am I ?

Monday will be the husband's Birthday party here at the house.  We're planning a Mexican fiesta style meal - tacos with fixin's, enchiladas, quesadilla's, Spanish rice, and chips with cheese sauce.  His favorite foods other than pizza.

I have the grocery list made and the plan is to shop tomorrow - oops today because I seem to have a problem falling asleep and here we are - it's already Sunday.  I'm not so much an insomniac - I come by it honest.  My mother has always been a night owl - the exact opposite of my father.  He will be up by at least 8am and that's if he plans on sleeping in.  78 years old and he's still up and around going strong.  My mother, however, will be up as late or later than I am tonight and will sleep half the day.  When I was a child, she always worked the late shift at the hospital.  She's 75 now and this past year has held lots of health issues for her.  Hmm...  Perhaps it would be wise of me to take up my father's sleeping habits ?

Oh, and this year I'm making Red Velvet Cake.  The husband is very grateful to the youngest girly girl - she convinced me I should give it a try.  I love to cook but I must say - there is just something inherently wrong with eating food that exits your body in a bright red color.  Not to mention - in my childhood (cover your ears for this one) living on a farm,  there happened to be a particular malady that children were prescribed a bright red dye tasting medicine for.  The look, smell, and taste of which Red Velvet Cake stirs up not so wonderful memories of.  Ewww...  Yet, I caved.  We've been married nearly 17 years now and not once have I even entertained the idea of baking a red cake.  I caved to "I like red cake.  Mmmm.  Your son in law likes red cake.  You should make red cake".  So - we will see how well this red cake adventure goes.

All of this brings me to the title of this ramble.  The husband will be how old this year?  41?  Or is it 42?  I'm how much older than him - 2 years or 3 years?  Now wait, I'm 43 right?  I'll be turning 44 this year...  Yeah, that's right.  Isn't it?   How old am I ?  Too old to remember how old I am... geez.