40 years!

So, I am contemplating a certain date that will arrive soon. My Birthday!

Many people keep asking me, "How do you feel about turning the big 40?" The funny thing about this is, I have never really thought about how I would FEEL turning 40. It is just another number, right?

Now, thanks to everyone asking, I am thinking about it. I know I don't feel 40 in my head, in fact sometimes when I take my kids to school I feel like I need to get out , grab my math assignment and head on into the classroom. I get nervous about how maybe my locker won't open up this time, or that gross boy might be stalking me from afar again, as I head to the lunch room.

Has it been that long? My brain tells me, it is just fine to stay up watching reruns of "Nanny"on Nic at night till 3 in the morning. Sometimes I'm even tempted to turn to my husband, shake him awake, and ask, "How about a Denny's run?" This I know would never happen. HE would probably start monitoring my calls thinking, "Who else is she meeting at Denny's when I am asleep!"

Somehow I can't get my body to go along with my brain on this.

This is how my 40 year old body feels.

Bad list- Facial wrinkles, skin that no longer stays in places it is supposed to stay, pre cancer marks that get burned off every 6 months, lunch lady arms (you know what I am talking out), memory issues (what was that called? I swore I would never be like my mother) hot flashes, mood and anger issues, and last but certainly not the least, the most hated thing is, those extra unwanted pounds adhering to the body without consent from me.

On the other hand, my head feels like my life has never been happier or more fulfilling than right now. If I look back on my long years gone by, I can say I feel like a much more complete and accomplished person, than I have ever before. Of course this is not talking about my body I would choose to be the body I was at 27 in a heart beat.

I can say this though, I do have a favorite thing about turning 40 , I like my new 40's voice. Those of you over the age of 40 know what I mean. I once heard Oprah talking about it on her show "What do you do in your 40's, 50's and 60's". I can honestly say I thought those old lady's were crazy. ( I was only in my late 20's then) But it is true! My mouth just opens up and out come all kinds of fun facts and opinions, and I don't care! That is the best part! I realize that this might be one of the most fun parts of life right now.

I now know why older women have always said what is on their mind, no matter the consequence. This part I am immensely excited about.

Next time I am in the grocery store and someone has planted their cart and their body in the middle of the isle and I need to pass, I will say, "move it or lose it, you old bat!" I can't wait!

So for those of you wondering how I feel about turning the BIG 40, I have never felt better!

Sick today..... Sick tomorrow!

So many of you might guess what my post will be about today.

Illness. Sickness. Disease.

When we get any of these things it is rarely controllable. Something I do not tolerate well. I like to be in control of my life.

I admit, I may be slightly OCD in some areas.

One area is germs. I tend to be the woman you see at the grocery store wiping down the cart, sometimes those darn wheels aren't even clean enough. I tend to do an all over cleaning job on the poor thing. I will definitely be the woman you see with the sani-wipes in her purse along with the liquid gel in case that might not work.

My children tend to run from me because after the store, church, school or any other public area we have visited, I am always ready with the wipes. Sad thing is, some of them have also now picked up on the treacherous habit.

If you are behind me in church, on the bus or at a movie theatre and feel like hacking into the back of my hair. I will be that lady you see, turn around, and give you a thorough mean glare. Stop!

I do not like to eat food that has fallen on the floor- no matter how many seconds it was there. I do not share food or drinks with others except my husband (who is rarely sick) and I will always be the first one to ask for a individual salsa bowl.

So, I ask myself, since I am today and have been this whole week, sick with a very contagious cold. Why do others not feel the same way as I do about keeping their germs to themselves.

I see the nose runners, the hackers and the glass eyed ones with fevers wondering around town, not in bed like they should be, not coughing into their elbows, not using kleenex and then

sani-wipes.

They are the ones trying to drink from your cup, sticking their chips in your salsa, and touching your hands with their hands, that they have just used as a kleenex.

Many of my friends say, " You get sick because you use all those daily implements to ward yourself off of the germs, you need the germs to build up an immunity." I say in return, "Anyone that knowingly touches things that has germs on them and does not use precautions realizes that they are allowing microscopic things into their bodies that have the sole purpose of trying to destroy your body." Isn't that a little like playing russian roulette?

No, thank you.

Why do these people think I want something like this from them?

So, I guess all I can say is this, If you are sick, stay home. If you cannot stay home, wash your hands, use sani-wipes. Stop thinking you're doing me a favor by giving me your stupid germs to build up my immunities. Stop It!