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.