This weekend was my birthday weekend. I am now officially closer to the next decade versus the other, younger one. I don’t think I obsess about age, I think the old adage of “you are as young as you feel” tends to hold true. Some days I hop out of bed and feel like I’m 20, other days Betty White and I could be BFF’s at the ripe ol’ age of 90 (this tends to happen when all the pets pile in the bed and I find myself sleeping in some contorted position all night).
So now that I am over the half-way mark do I sit and contemplate life or do I start looking for wrinkle creams, a good “nightly repair” lotion and up the Metamucil intake. I’m starting to see a few more gray hairs – I think I shall call this a “highlighting opportunity”. I am an artist and we take creative licenses all the time, why not with myself?
It was a very nice birthday weekend. I received a box of homemade persimmon cookies from my parents (yum). My husband and I hung out and went to the movies – twice (we haven’t done that in ages) and then we went out to a simple dinner. We topped it off at my favorite store – Barnes and Noble, the magazine section to be specific. The newest issue of Mollie Makes was in so I was happy to peruse the pages with a cup of hot chocolate.
Life is good.