I'm definately not happy about this. But, what's a girl to do?
I knew it would happen someday... but it doesn't hardly seem possible. I am attending a 40th Birthday Party this week. This will be the first of many 40th Birthday parties I will undoubtably be privvy to over the course of the next year, leading up to and including my own.
When I was in High School, I arroganly touted that I would be "happy" when I was "32". That just seemed like an amicable age to me. I would have a career, husband, 2 kids, home... you know, I'd be 32! For goodness sake, it would be perfect.
Well, unbeknownst to me, 32 came and went when I was still looking for it. It wasn't until I was 38 with four kids and two cats that I realized I had been waiting for 32 and now 40 is creeping in to take me by surprise too!
I decided that even though I am not happy about it (this old age thing) - I am going to join the crowd! My mother was well known for being 29 for her entire life. When she turned 60, we had her birthday party late because we didn't realize she was 60.
When my sister turned 40, she spent the entire day crying. seriously. get real girl.
So... in view of all that... I proudly announce to the world that tonight I will attend a 40th Birthday Party and give this gift: A lighted button that says "Caution: Hot Flash In Progress" and embrace the year of 40th Birthdays with all of it's gaudiness and gag gifts!
Happy Birthday Jane! Bring on the 40s!