I turned 40 last Saturday!
I said it. It's out there. What of it? I don't have a problem with 40. Do you? No, really, I don't have a problem with turning 40. 40. Forty. FORTY!!!!
It sounds awful! That number represents middle agedom. I don't feel middle aged. I still feel 20 and I don't want to grow old gracefully. I feel there are still challenges to be met ...mountains to climb...new tricks to learn. Lucky for me, I have wonderfully immature fools for friends who made damn sure I didn't grow old without a big bang and a huge laugh!!! Because of them, I had the VERY BEST 40TH BIRTHDAY --EVER--LAST SATURDAY!!! My husband helped make it all possible but as I've said before, he is the more stately and dignified of the two of us and he was just as blown away by the spectacle of last Saturday as I was.
Six months ago, Lisa Lisa told me she and a few others wanted to give me a party to celebrate my rheumatism and sciatica. I thought that was real nice of her. Then I was asked what I wanted - well, I thought long and hard about what I would want and since my mind tends to wander- I had to ask her what I was supposed to be thinking about again. Then I remembered that I all I wanted for my birthday was "to be entertained". I thought maybe my young whippersnapper friends could get together a little dance number to put a smile on a little old lady's wrinkled face.
Well, those youngsters and some of my older friends immediately started practicing some dance moves unbeknownst to me and this past Saturday night I was treated to a medley of 80's and 90's dance hits with choreography that would blow Paula Abdul's wig off. Somehow, even some of the husbands learned a dance or two. There were costume changes, too. It was the most touching and exciting thing anybody's ever done for me! I felt the love! It was the very best way to turn 40. When I get the video, I hope I can post a portion of the extravaganza.
I have the very best friends!!!
