Living, so the dead don't have to.
That's funny. It's been in the teens here all week and is just touching 20 -- half of forty -- now. But for those of us a baker's dozen past fifty, forty doesn't seem all that warm.;-)
Life begins at 40.Gone are all the pressures to be thin and perfect and have Fabulous lives. Enter the excuses and potato chips and a taste for good bourbon.
your bday soon?? =)Happy Birthday! at least you have Squink and Squink's daddy with you!!!!
Happy birthday! Can it really be that you are approaching the next decade?
OK, OK... I am two degrees shy of forty...
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