As if it weren't bad enough that my hips have spread, my waist has all but disappeared, and my boobs sag, my ears have decided to droop. No one ever told me that the ears of menopausal women can droop. Perhaps it's not so much drooping as it is that my ear lobes have grown bigger.
Do you remember the childhood song, "Do your ears hang low? Do they wobble to and fro? Can you tie them in a knot, can you tie them in a bow? Can you throw them over your shoulder like a continental soldier? Do your ears hang low?"
Because my ears definitely hang low.
I wouldn't feel so bad about this if my nose hadn't decided to develop a hook at the tip. Haven't I been punished enough? Did I HAVE to grow a hooked nose as well?
Upon consideration, I've decided to be philosophical about the whole business. After all, my hooked nose detracts from my drooping ears. That's my story and I'm sticking to it.