Happy 40th Birthday

A few weeks ago, I took one teenee, eenee step from age 39 to 40, and I heard a HUGE slam.  No, it wasn't a small click, it sounded more like thick, iron double doors slaming shut!  The type that are locked from the inside using a solid 6x12 plank of cedar.  BOOM.  Officially, I am no longer a thirty-something gal.  I am a forty-something lady!

So, what's the big deal about turning 40?  I can't...

• wear my hair in bright, electrifying, neon colours,
• wear bikini in polka dots with swirls to match,
• colour my nails ten different shades,
• chase the feral cats out of my garden with my super soaker water gun,
• wear silly hats,
• wear buttons or pins that read, "flower child",
• accessorize with "hello kitty" hair clips,
• .........

But, I can...

• highlight my hair in whatever colour I please,
• wear a flattering tankini with a matching sun hat,
• choose rich, deep, and full nail polish colour,
• send my dog out to chase the cats off,
• wear all types of fashionable hats,
• wear buttons or pins that read, "i am woman, hear me roar"
• accessorize with swavrosky crystal hair clips,
• .......

I am not going to let 40 slow me down.  I will not allow 40 to make me cry.  I should not bear any sorrow for growing another year.  Life is about growing.  Life is a journey of experiences and adventures.  40 is just a number, and I will take it up a notch.

What is your age?  That's great!  Happy Birthday is just that...happy!  :)