On turning 40...

and I do not mean me!! It seems strange to think that I am married to someone who is 40! For so long 40 has been a long time away...but not anymore. I want to repeat, I am not 40; that will not happen until next year! But since Dave has reached this milestone, it has me thinking. Looking back on my life, I remember when my mom turned 40; I was almost out of high school! I am nearing 40, and I have a 4 year old at home. Something is not right here. That is one reason I am in denial. And I have enjoyed my 30's. I became a mom at 29, but it has been in my 30's, that I really had the job. And in my 30's, I feel like I have kind of found myself in a sense. I no longer was a young chick out of college trying to make my mark in life. I had matured in a good way in terms of styles and preferences. I learned how to dress in a way that makes me feel good about myself. I started working out regularly and have reaped the physical rewards of feeling better. I even started being able to fix my hair without perms or having it terribly flat. I learned to accept the body I was given and maintain it. I branched out and learned new things like quilting. I have been living in the same town for this entire decade, which is a miracle for me, so I have made some good friendships. Overall, life in my 30's has been good.

But all good things must come to an end; or so they say! So I celebrated Dave turning 40 by sending him on a guys' fishing trip. Who cared that there was sleet and snow coming down on them while they were fishing? Who cared that they had to stand in freezing cold water to fly fish in December? Who cared that they had to thaw their fishing lines in the water? Not Dave! Not when he caught the biggest fish of his life! So to him I say "Happy Birthday!" You are the best and deserve to have a grand weekend to celebrate your life. Here is to the next decade of your life. May it be as fun and may you not forget that I am still in my 30's and you are married to a younger woman!?!