Hubby and I had a wonderful night out celebrating my birthday. It's so nice to have a chance to get away and remember that we're not just parents but husband and wife. It sure is easy to forget that sometimes. So here's to another year older. The last year of my youth, as a friend put it. I should be grateful because this is the year that all my friends I graduated with turn 40.
Not that it matters, I have friends that span a decade in each direction. Beautiful, talented women, no matter what their age. Here's my problem with me getting older. If I'm going to be 39 then, by golly, let me be 39. Someone tell my complexion because I still have breakouts like I'm 16! Now, when I look in the mirror, not only do I have pimples but I have wrinkles too! Really, is it too much for me to ask to enjoy a clear complexion before I have grandkids? It's a bit embarrassing when you breakout worse than your teenagers. I thought pimples were something that went away with age? I'm still waiting......
2 comments:
Oh dear friend happy birthday! Welcome to 39. You can do a lot being 39, like have twins. Wanna? Love to you.
This cracked me up. I know exactly what you mean! You're definitely not alone... Happy belated birthday!
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