It is not fun to turn 40. 40 sounds old. 40 is over the hill. 40 is sagging eyes and gut. I have been dreading this birthday for a long time. But on May 4th I turned 40 like it or not. It turned out to be one of the funest birthday's ever. It started first thing in the morning with the darling husband whispering happy birthday in my ear. (It is something great when your husband remembers that early in the a.m.) At 8:40 my first friend showed up with a gift. She told me that on the 40 of every hour I would receive another friend with another gift. So 9:40 rolls around and sure enough. Another great friend with another great gift. After this the kids and I are all watching out the window at 35 past the hour for the next friend. Hehe this is so fun... Well after the 12:40 friend I was figuring we were about out of friends. Oh boy was I wrong. I had friends show up every hour until 6:40. What fun! It didn't matter what was brought as a gift, the part I enjoyed was the friend on the doorstep. I chatted the day away. My 1:40 was just leaving when my 2:40 arrived.....
My kids were also doing alot of whispering. They did kick me out of the house for an hour and a half. When I got back the extended family had all arrived and there were 40 black balloons on the floor. I had alot of fun kicking around all the balloons like soccer balls. Come to find out they had money in every balloon. I never had so much fun popping balloons. I guess it was more like the darling husband stomping balloons while I chased around for all the money.
I just want to thank my wonderful family and friends for the best birthday ever. I didn't stop smiling the whole day thanks to all of you!!!!! :)
