The day of my birth has come and gone and I feel a bit of the blue funks. Don't get me wrong, I had a grand day altogether. I was pampered, suprised, and given lots of lovely gifts. My morose mood stems from simply ageing. I am not sure I want to slide farther into adaulthood. I have been married for almost 12 years, and five children. I am a home owner, and a mini-van driver. Is that not enough? Can I not stop there? Must what is left of my youth be sucked slowly from me?
It seems that time (and gravity) wait for no woman.
Sunday, November 1, 2009
For many years pleople have been telling me that I must try this. I have finally succumbed. We shall see if I am able to make this last! I am very verbose, so why not polute the internet with my musings? So here it is, the first offical post.