I cringed having to write that but I must admit that once again(don't let it go to your head mom) my mother was right. As you get older your body rebels against you, but you feel the same on the inside as you did when you were 16. Though hopefully at little more educated and street smart then that 16 year old. I'll never forget the first time one of my friends turned 40(no, I'm not there yet but now I am closer to 40 than 30). It just seemed so odd. For J is not old to me at all and yet here I was going to the birthday party of a forty year old. A forty year old. Surreal. I can still remember my mother's 40th birthday. It involved a penis cake(which she blushed galore...12 year old me did as well) and my mother getting so drunk that she promised me a pony(I'm still waiting). Certainly if I can remember my mother's 40th birthday so clearly, no friend of mine could be turning 40, let alone me in a few years. I'm not a panicker. I had a friend who when she turned 35 literally had to be … [Read more...]