So this has happened. That moment has arrived. I am a bicentennial New Year’s Eve baby and this year (or yesterday!) that bicentennial New Year’s Eve baby is turned 40. Remind me how I blinked and I’m all of a sudden 40? Oh right. Same way I hated turning 20…because in that decade I had to grow up and figure it out. Also the same way I hated turning 30…because well, that’s just 10 years to 40.
Now 40 is here and although that is only 10 years to that half a century thing they call 50, for some reason I’m embracing 40 a whole lot better than I have embraced any other decade. Why? I have ZERO idea. I try preparing myself for each new decade, but it has never worked before.
I even had my accent nails changed from a Christmas design to New Year’s party hats with 16-17 on one for the New Year and a big 40 on the other for my 40th birthday. If that isn’t #embracingit I don’t know what is!
This entire upcoming year, I will celebrate being 40. I already did so last year to prepare myself and now this year I will just enjoy being 40. Getting in 2 years of celebrating…why not? Because for some reason, this year, it clicked. It’s here whether I like it or not. Don’t dread it, celebrate it and go with it! So I did and I am! With that said, these are some of my photos from growing up. If you go to my facebook page or my twitter there’s a slide show I made of me from birth to now at 40. The next to last actual picture in the slide show (it also appears in this post below) in the pink, gold, charcoal sequin dress was just taken this week, a couple of days before my actual birthday. Most of these photos show my true personality and I hope you enjoy watching it as much as I enjoyed laughing at myself while I made it!
Until next time!