What's What With Regard To Aging (Gracefully)

So, as of yesterday at 3 p.m., my midlife crisis officially began. That was when I had my first guitar lesson.
Being a good thirty years older than most guitar students and teachers, I was happy to find out that my teacher, Lola, is a couple of years older than I am (the poor dear!) and can rock an electric guitar. And it's nice to be able to drop names like James Taylor and Bob Dylan with her and not have to give an accompanying history lesson, which I was afraid I might have to do if my teacher had been a younger person. Let's hear it for girls (ladies) with guitars!