When you get to a certain age, something terrible starts happening to you. And it keeps happening over and over again.
It's called "a birthday".
This blog has nothing to do with anything gelatinous like collagen, gelatin, jellys and other sticky substances. It is in fact a collage of my life with my dear hubby, who I fondly call "gelatu" (among other names), derived from the 'gelato', the italian descendant of icecream. The nickname owes its origin to his yummy personality and his incorrigible sweet tooth.