Sorry for lack of posts. I'm enjoying my last week of my thirties. Yikes!!! I'm embracing the fact that I will be forty on Sunday. And celebrating. It started last weekend with a little of this...
My very good friend and college roommate for 3 years turned 40 on Tuesday (our birthdays are 5 days apart) so we had a joint celebration last Saturday night. We dressed up, toasted to our birthdays and then headed to downtown Raleigh to a hip restaurant in Glenwood South area. Her husband had arranged for her parents and brother to be there as a surprise so we all had a great time. Then we went upstairs to dance for a while where I, surprisingly, bumped into mini#1's 4th grade teacher (and brand new mother out for a rare night with her husband)celebrating her much younger birthday. How bizarre! This is about 30 minutes away from home. Mini#1 was embarrassed to hear that! Good grief. I'm not 80!
Then today I thought I was going for a birthday lunch with my next door neighbor friend and it ended up being a SURPRISE party with 8 of my SAHM friends! It was a good time. No kids, mimosas, and yummy food at a super cute new local restaurant. Of course, I am the oldest of the group with one friend turning 40 next month so they had to take advantage of the situation. I am now the owner of a custom t-shirt that reads "Cougar 40", a 40 survival kit complete with prunes, several bottles of wine to help me through it all, a very cool clutch and a giftcard to DSW shoes and some very hilarious cards. It was a fun day.
Tomorrow after school we're going to Charlotte to see my parents for the weekend. When I return home I'll be 40 and, hopefully, ready to get on with life OVER THE HILL. That just made me a little nauseous to write that! No, 40 is the new 30. Isn't that what they say these days???? I actually feel better than I did at 30!
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