Birthday #40
It wasn't as bad or as hard as I thought it would be, turning 40. What helped tremendously were the well wishes of my friends and family all day long.
Though I searched my face entirely too close to the zoom mirror I found no wrinkles and the persistent gray hairs are easily drowned in dye. People are always surprised to learn how old I am — not in the polite bartender way, more in the get-out-your-drivers-license-and-prove-it way, which is more pleasing than it really needs to be.
I sure don't "feel" 40. I feel like a wiser and more experienced version of myself at 16.
We had an engagement photo shoot today which was an almost intolerable amount of fun. I shall post the adorableness when it becomes available.
My lovely fiance and my best friend took me to dinner at the fancy pants restaurant where Trouble Jr. slaves over a hot stove (she was not in attendance, being busy in Hawaii) and we had a seriously gorgeous dinner.
In other words, I had a happy birthday indeed, thank you.
Labels: My Birthday
5 Comments:
I was happy when I turned 40 cause then I could sue for age discrimination.
happy birthday, belatedly. i love you! when are you coming home?
nevermind. you already told me. Can't wait to see you guys!
and actually it's your 39th birthday. unless you count the day of your birth, which i don't. i don't remember getting any presents.
Happy belated! It sounds like it was a good one...
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