Well, gang, it's official. I am an old woman.
I turned 38 last Friday. 38!!!! How did that happen? When did the cool kid in town, the trend-setting high-schooler who went to all the hottest shows, danced on stage at Revival (punk nightclub) and wore black lipstick become an almost-40?
Oh, dear.
I fell asleep at 9 o'clock on my birthday night. At one point I awoke because my cell phone chimed a text message was recived. It was my darling friend, Sean. "Happy birthday," he wrote. I replied that I was old and asleep at 9 on a Friday night. He responded, "Goodbye Revival, hello menopause."
I smiled and fell back asleep.
It's blogger challenge week. Check out me and Cousin Elizabeth as we tell tales to the lyrics and quotes from The Sound of Music.
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No worries, 40 IS the new 30 :-) ... at least that's what I keep telling myself as I near 45 ;-)
Happy Birthday!!!
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