Please to be bringing me

a bionic arm.

KTHXBAI.

Whoops

Occasionally I forget that I have this blog too.  I need to steer away from my private-you-can't-read-this blog and concentrate on this one.

Ok then.

Here I am.

Nothing new to report except that I signed up for a 2 hour FLYING TRAPEZE class in April, bitches!  That's right, yours truly sooooaaaaaring thru the air, pretending to be part of Cirque du Soleil...only not really b/c I'm way more out of shape than those kids.

YAY!  I'm so excited right now that I want it to start RIGHT THIS SECOND!  
I've done skydiving, acrobalancing, and of course fire, so why not try something else, right?

Who says you can't be adventurous at 40?  I will vag punch that person!

sigh...

And on that note, I leave you with this photo: 







**that's me at the Museum of Natural History, hugging it out w/ a giant sea turtle.

Did I miss the train or memo on this?

I swear to Buddha if one more person asks me why I'm not married or why I don't have kids AT MY AGE I'm going to clobber them.
Is it necessary?  Do women have to be married with children in order to feel whole?
Yeah, I didn't think so either.
So to all you women out there freaking out about not having either, I say this:
IT'S NOT THE END OF THE FUCKING WORLD!

There is more to life than marriage and children.

Like puppies, for example.  Who doesn't love a puppy?

sigh

I just read yet another chick lit book about the woes of women being in their late 20s and turning 30...blah blah blabbity blah BLAH.

Give.  Me.  A.  Break.  

Really?  REALLY?  You're worried about turning 30?  Are you JOKING?

I'm tired of reading books and blogs that talk about how turning 30 (or being in your mid-30s) is such a bad thing - the "Boo I'm not married" or "I have no kids" or "It's just me and my fucking cat".  

GET OVER IT, LADIES!

Guess what?  We all AGE.  We all get older.  Some of us choose to get older gracefully, while others go on a shitstorm rampage and fuck it up for the rest of us that are doing the graceful thing.  

I'm not one of those women.

I've decided to start a(nother) blog - and this one I'm not going to put on "private" mode.  This one will be open for all to see, read, and comment on.  This blog will be a blog about the musings of a 40 (something) year old.

BTW, I still get carded.  

Are you 40 or on your way to/in your 4th decade?  How do YOU feel?  

Do tell.