Word on the street is...
Forty is the new thirty. Since today is my forty and one half-birthday, I suppose I ought to make the most of the other one hundred and eighty-two point five days I have left.I admit that there are very few days that I actually feel like I'm forty, EXCEPT if I stay up well past my bedtime, indulge in a red wine bender and neglect my daily dose of Wheaties and exercise.
Whew, it's bloody tough being forty! While my life is still a work in progress, I embrace all that I have and strive to be better. I graciously accept the "yummy mummy" compliments and adhere to the theory that it's important for one to feel "bien dans sa peau".What's my secret? Work hard - play hard and SPF 30 is a MUST. Has anyone seen Ramon, the pool boy?
Current Tune in My Head: Don't Cha - Pussycat Dolls
*Disclaimer: This is not a reflection of my taste in music, but the song is so damn catchy, that I can't get it out of my head!
*Disclaimer: This is not a reflection of my taste in music, but the song is so damn catchy, that I can't get it out of my head!
Labels: C'est la Vie





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