Taylor-Wood and her boy.friend. AP photo

Aging was a recurring theme for me this weekend. First, there was a good joke:

“Rachel, I’ve received bad news from your doctor.”

“Oh no, what is it?!”

“You’re dying.”

“WHAT?!?”

“Yes, you have sixty-five, seventy years to live, tops.”

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And THEN, the gossips told me photographer Sam Taylor-Wood is staying young forever by nailing a teenager:

“Aaron Johnson, the 19-year-old title star of last weekend’s No. 1 film, tells PEOPLE he and British artist-director Sam Taylor-Wood are having their first child together this summer.

Taylor-Wood, 43, is a whopping 24 years older than the young actor and already has two kids from a previous marriage. Johnson says he’s “excited” about fatherhood and isn’t even a wee bit nervous.

“It’s not scary,” he said. “I’m already a step-dad to [Taylor-Wood's kids, Angelica, 13, and Jessie, 3] anyway. So the nerves have sort of gone.”

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This is sort of unsurprising, as Taylor-Wood clearly is interested in decay.

Perhaps all this is a lesson to live your day to its fullest. Eat some pizza, I hear it’s delicious.