Devil Gate Drive Thru - Would you like yoga with that?

Anyone my age remembers Suzi Quatro.  We all wanted to be her when we were about 17.  She was petite, dressed in leather, hung out with all the tough kids and played guitar.  How cool was that... a groovy chick.


And now she's 61.  She's still petite, she's still dressed in leather, she still plays guitar, but she's got a bit of a wedgie happening.  And it's at the front of the jeans.   Not THAT attractive or groovy chickie babe material anymore.  I think the tough kids would possibly laugh at that.


Someone interviewed Suzi and she told how she keeps so fabulously groovy.  Check out the article here: http://www.dailymail.co.uk/health/article-2052973/Suzi-Quatro-Inside-I-feel-30ish--Im-childish-optimistic.html




There are quite a few home truths coming out of little Suzi's mouth in this and I'm thinking they need to be highlighted.

1. "But I don’t overdo it these days — in my youth I partied with the best of them. I thought I was invincible."  I hear you Suzi.  I remember those days.  They don't seem that long ago, in fact, I'm sure it was only last week that I could get up on Monday morning, a little tired but still ready for a week of work, after spending probably every waking moment of the weekend in either a state of inebriation or excessive partying or, shall we call it, 'dalliancing', with every possible concoction known to the 70's bar industry snuggly nestled in my digestive system.  Now, it's a slightly different matter.  A big weekend for me is staying up till 8.30pm on Sunday night... mind you, horizontal in front of the TV, waiting for the latest episode of Underbelly and cursing the ads because if you took them out, the whole show would be over in 40 minutes and I could be asleep before 10pm.
2. "The older we get the harder it is to stay in shape, it requires discipline."  Well, duh.  Tell me something I don't know.
3. "I jog every day where my husband Rainer and I live in rural Essex, for three miles, followed by an hour of yoga." Oh yes, I forgot.  I too have time for a 3 mile jog in rural countryside followed by another hour of yoga.  Yes, I forgot I had that time.  Let's see, I guess she just forgot to mention that she does it around midnight in her gumboots, umbrella and overcoat with a cricket bat to fight off marauding possums.  Give us a break Suzi!  Oh the bloody luxury to have that amount of time to do that!  And then what does she do after those hours of exercise?  Go to work?  Yeah, not bloody likely.  She's 61.  She'd be passed out on the lounge like a dead starfish, snorting, gasping, blurting and screaming abuse at her bunions for growing just because she wore 12 inch platform vinyl boots for a few years.
4. "My mother died at 78 of stomach cancer, which is a shame as she was a real health nut, ahead of her time. My father, who was the more unhealthy one, lived until 94 but on his side there is artery and heart problems."  So SuziQ.... do you get it now?

So here I am, looking at Suzi's obvious frontal wedgie and thinking- give it up girl.  Relax.  Get some Bonds Cottontails and untuck your T-shirt so it covers your nether regions, and really.... would it hurt to run a brush through your hair?
But, keep plucking your guitar if you want to, that's fine because that's what you like to do (and maybe take just a little time out to pluck the stray eyebrow hairs).  Remember your Dad.