Condolences, Tamara.
sarameg, that sounds like an awesome birthday song rendition.
And mmm, your posts are making me homesick. My browser weather plugin keeps telling me we're getting rains. I wish I were there!
Hope your dad's safe.
It's my jesus year coming up, too! I've been thinking about it a lot. I kinda wanna blow it out. Do something crazy. Go all out for the year. But I gotta figure out how.
I'm very sorry about your Aunt, Tamara
It's my jesus year coming up, too! I've been thinking about it a lot. I kinda wanna blow it out. Do something crazy. Go all out for the year. But I gotta figure out how.
I'm about halfway through mine. It hasn't been an easy year, I have to say, but I don't think that has anything to do with my age. I am feeling a slow, simmering need to do something new and exciting, like finally traveling around Europe or going on an eco-tour through Costa Rica or something, but money keeps getting in the way. Stupid money.
40 is where it is at. Really. Rock on 40. Wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee. I had no clue how fabulous 40 would be until I got here. Just fantastic. Y'all should be jealous of us 40 year olds.
(Am I protesting too much yet?)
Okay, I admit. I don't know what a Jesus year is.
Help?
And, Tamara, I am very heartened to read that your aunt was laughing and joking near the end. Says so much about her and how much support she must have felt. I am sorry, though. Very much. (((Tamara)))
.40 is where it is at. Really. Rock on 40. Wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee. I had no clue how fabulous 40 would be until I got here. Just fantastic. Y'all should be jealous of us 40 year olds.
Hey, I'm quite looking forward to turning 40 in November! I probably should start idly planning the big gothy-goth club night I want to have for my birthday, shouldn't I?
Thanks, Suzi.
Jilli, that sounds divine!
My early thirties are kind of a blur wrapped up in chasing after two kids born fifteen months apart. (Clearly, in my late twenties, I was also rather brain dead.)
Therefore, my late thirties and now forty is really Pretty Good. And my first baby is going to be TWELVE on Friday! When did that happen? Srsly?
I... still don't know what a Jesus Year is. I mean, I got that it was 33, and that it's when the dude died, but is blowing it out in his name like a recognized ritual thing that all the Christians know about and I don't? That's the part that confuses me.