Lets just say I’m no model.
I hadn’t checked my outfit before leaving home and then didn’t take notice of it until about 2 in the afternoon. My jaw dropped. Suddenly it hit me, I’m a whole lot closer to 40 than I am to 20.
So here we go: 13 signs you’re closer to 40 than 20.
The oufit you thought was so cute says bad 80′s redo, NOT JCrew. Wow was that an eye opener..
Pitchers are now for iced tea, margaritas or an artful spray of flowers, not for chugging beer. That said, chugging margaritas ain’t so bad, if you don’t have toddler duty the following morning.
You get your weather report from the news or your knees, not from the walk of shame. You should have learned to carry cab fare by now!
Health is a concern and active pursuit rather than something you’re only aware of when you don’t feel well. And if it isn’t your health, suddenly your parents have no problems sharing the status of all of their bodily functions. Oh joy.
Mac and cheese does not a dinner make. Unless its made with ricotta, aged gouda and fresh mozzarella.
Suddenly becoming your mother isn’t such a scary thing. Those ditties that used to drive you totally nucking futts are now entertaining as hell, especially when you can use them to drive someone else nuts (sorry Hubs).
Its still morning after you’ve “slept in.”
Your teenage crush is celebrating his 50th birthday. Ouch.
Your vocabulary sounds more like Websters than the Urban dictionary. Okay, I’m not there, CLEARLY…read my blog?
Your medicine cabinet looks more like a pharmacy than the Macys makeup counter. Unless of course it looks like both….. (not me…read hippy).
Your hot jeans are more “mom” than “hot”. Its too painful to talk about.
You know the meaning of “equity.” (Not my original thought, don’t remember where I saw this but SOOO true.)
You’ve got a better sense of your abilities and limits…OR SHOULD!!!!! Why do I keep doing these damn lists?
Anyone who can still rock a bikini like you can should march toward 40 proudly!
Cyn
(For some reason, it won't let me comment as myself…)
Oh, girlfriend… 40 is nothing! Actually, since 60 is the new 40 (I've deemed it so), 40 is easily the new 30. You don't need to be worrying about these things for years. Hell, I'm 60 and I haven't even started worrying about them. It truly is just a number. I like to say, "I may be getting older, but I'll always be immature." Try it.
As for blog writing, you can never go wrong if you write for yourself. It's called "authenticity of voice," and all the great writers have it. And even some of us great-writer-wannabes.
Cyn, thanks! Hope I look just as good after little love muffin number two.
Jayne, thank you. I like to think of my immaturity as cute. I'm still young enough to pull off cute, aren't I? Hell it was only this year that I started acknowleding my real age, it just may take a while for it to sink in.