It’s official, I have crossed the threshold and am 41. The day was spent relaxing and doing pretty much whatever came up here at home. Scott baked a cake for me and it was stupendous!! I was glad for some quiet time and not a lot of fanfare. I don’t think we need to celebrate birthday’s after 40 do we?
My gift would have been an insult had I not actually asked for it. Now to rebound myself through my 40′s. The fat will probably successfully stay away, but I will probably sprain my ankle or break my leg instead. Stay tuned.
