43 IS AWESOME:
I’m stronger than ever.
My face is holding up (Just don’t look at my hands).
My body isn’t due for an overhaul yet.
I’m fairly certain my mind is in tact.
My words are just as devastating and magical, if not more.
My four kids like me without resorting to bribes….yet.
My husband hasn’t had the itch to bump private parts with anyone else.
I don’t wear mom jeans.
My ass isn’t fat, flat or in need of stick removal.
My breasts still stay up on their own. AND……yes, they’re mine. I have the receipt to prove it.
I have hot flashes, but only in the bedroom.
My friends are the most incredible, genuine, nontoxic bitches around.
My blog buddies still love me, even though I have abandoned them recently. (I left breadcrumbs my darlings!)
I’m mature enough to not have to cover my ass…no need to lie or hide.
I’m secure enough to not give a shit about bullshit.
I’m smart enough to see right through games and false smiles.
I’m nice enough to tolerate those who are intolerable, for the sake of a cause.
Beer and chips are still my friends since I’m working out.
My sense of humor has not left me.
With all its ups, downs, and perfect imperfections, life is amazing. I can’t wait to see what crazy nonsense this year brings for me to hurdle over.
One thing is certain, I will persevere and laugh my way through it all.
If my sticktoitiveness makes you cry along the way, well…..I’m sorry, but this is my life party and I can’t stop to wipe tears.