Turning 40

For my 40th birthday Dave threw me a surprise party. It was a lot of fun to have him do the organizing instead of me. Thanks to all of you that came to the party! It was definitely memorable. Remember when you were 20 - thinking all those 40-year-olds were practically in the grave? Now that I am 40, I look at those who are 20 and think they seem like they are 12. The truth is, 40 isn't as bad as I thought it might be, but I have noticed in the last couple of years I have really started to slow down. Of course, I don't know if has more to do with age or the three young kids. (Although I am leaning towards the kids.) Anyway, for those approaching the dreaded 40, here's my advice. When you get to be about 37, start telling people you are almost 40. Then, by the time you actually turn 40, it seems like you have been there for a while and is it less painful. And by that I don't literally mean less painful. Believe me, every year (or should I say day) I get older my body is feeling more pain. Another idea - take up tennis. On my league team, I think I am the youngest. So even though I am slow, I can still hang in there.