Musings on the eve of turning 40

Yep, really. I have about 1 hour and 42 minutes to say I'm in my 30's. It's a little too late to accomplish all the things I thought I'd do by the time I was 40.

So in that train of thought, I've spent a little time in the last week thinking of all the things I really did want to do by the time I got to 40. And you know what? I can't really think of more than a couple of concrete things. Sad, but living proof that a dream not written down is only a wish. Maybe if I'd made that official list I would have actually done all those cool things...instead of being left with a bunch of wishes that never came true. Little too late for that, hey?

One thing I did have on that unwritten list...I thought I'd get to Europe by this point in my life. Ha! But I drove my best friend and her husband to the airport today, on their way to a romantic getaway in Spain. Does that count for something?

They say 40 is the new 30. Ya think? Or is it just a way for all the 40-somethings to make themselves feel better?

We'll see tomorrow. Maybe I'll wake up a new person. (Hey, for my birthday, can I have a new body? One that looks good and works right?)

And tomorrow, as I enter a whole new demographic, I'll make a list of things to do before I get to 50. (NO WAY! Did I just write that? That's the next milestone? Oh my word...)

Finally Fifteen

Yes, my big boy is getting bigger all the time. Colin turned 15 today. 15! Where has the time gone?

You know, I love to hear other parents tell me what a great kid he is. I mean, I know he is, but what mother doesn't want to hear that others admire him? And I do hear it often. Not that I like to brag, but today I think I have the right to do so.

I know we've made lots of mistakes on you, our first-born child. But I really think that along the way, we've done much more good than harm. How else could you be so amazing? We're blessed to have you lead the way in the next generation of our family.

Dude, you rock.