Forty and Fabulous

Well, the day has come and gone. I am now 40 years old. Yikes. It seems like that just isn't right!! How can I be the same age as my parents? Isn't that how old they are? 40. My coworkers, friends and family have made this day fun, entertaining (?) and very, very special. They reminded me that it doesn't matter how old I am or how old I feel, or that I'm "over the hill" or middle-aged or Lordy, Lordy look who's ....anything....but that to them: I am special. I am important to them. That made my day. I am important and special to someone today. My kids think I'm the world. My husband loves me. My friends think I'm valuable. That's enough for today. According to one student I should just calm down, "Don't worry about it Mrs. Wold, you've still got 60 good years left!"

40 Eve

Still pretending that I do not turn 40 years old tomorrow. I was almost getting away with it too, until this afternoon! I walk back into my classroom after dismissal to find several of my friends/coworkers waiting for me! "Surprise! Happy Birthday! We're taking you out!" Checked it out with my husband, gathered some buddies, off we went to Chili's to margaritas and nachos. So great! Thank you friends, not just for dinner, drinks and presents, but most importantly, for making me feel special. You are awesome!!!