I have arrived

It doesn't matter if you are woman or man, black or white, straight or gay, fat or thin, rich or poor, liberal or conservative, beautiful or not, Bieber lover or Bieber hater---it can, AND will, happen to you. I know, because it happened to me...

I turned 40!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

What the fuck??!!!??!!!!??!!!!!! That's what I said to my mirror the last day I was 39. And then I cried. I was mourning my 30s because they were so good. Probably the best decade of my life. I hope it gets better from here but I just don't know.

Here's what I do know. I know I have to start yearly mammograms. I know that food and drink now have consequences. I know that a good bra is essential. I know that when young men look my way, it's probably because they are looking at a pretty girl behind me. I know that my children will become teenagers in this decade of my life. I know that my opinion of Botox may be changing. I know that I am more afraid to see my parents aging than I am to see myself aging. I know that I am nostalgic for my college years and I will always wish I could relive them. I know that I have started telling "back in my day" stories. I know that my husband both drives me crazy and keeps me sane.

Speaking of Alan...He gave me the best 40th birthday party ever! The theme was "Crossing the border...to 40!!" My college roomies all came from out of town (one even flew in from CA, how cool is that?) It was quite a fiesta--Mexican food, Mexican beer, live music, livestock, mucho fun. I will remember it always.

J.Hi gets a little ass on her birthday.