A week after my big 4-0, my husband turned 39. Now the countdown really begins. At least one of us still has a foothold in the vibrant youth that is our 30s. But a year from now? It'll all be a faded memory of "remember whens."
Last night I said, "I need a shower." He responds: "Well, be careful. You're older now. I don't want you falling and breaking a hip."
Laugh all you want. Your turn is coming soon!
hey, saw your comment on Fed Up and was wondering just how you make your pickles...been searching for a super simple pickle recipe.
ReplyDeleteas you might be able to see when my comment shows up on Fed Up.
Oh and Happy 40th! The best is yet to be! I'll be 50 next Feb.