Shorter of breath and one day closer to death

I know I've been MIA and I have no excuses. So there.

Just wanted to say that today is my 40th birthday. Last night a friend said, "enjoy the last few hours of your 30's" and it hit me like a ton of bricks. A new decade. Shit.

This is the first birthday I truly wanted to spend in bed with the covers over my head. But I didn't. I went to my prenatal yoga class and then to lunch with my family. We went to Yum! in St. Louis Park. Go there. Have the egg salad sandwich. You'll thank me.

Then I took the dog for a walk to my favorite coffee shop, stopping several times along the way to take phone calls from friends. I have the best friends in the world. They don't think it's so awful that I'm old now. I love them so.

Tonight my husband has even offered to go see a chick movie with me. Now that's love. This weekend he is taking me to Bluefin Bay for some R&R. I cannot wait. I assume it is the last vacation I'll get for the next 5-1o years.

Birthdays are good. It's good to be alive. I am going to say that over and over until I believe it.

Happy day to all.