Me! Yep, today is my birthday! I cannot believe I am 42 years old now. Where on earth has the time gone? I don't feel 42. What does 42 "feel" like? When I was younger, I thought people who were in their 40s were "old." I thought that once you hit 40, life was over. You were on the downside to the grave. There just wasn't a reason to keep going on. Just buy the casket now.
But...today I realized that I am not dead. I am not old. Life is not over. I am young. I still have plenty of life to live and hopefully many more years to do that! I feel alive. I feel like I have so much still to give. So...today, 42 is a great number!
Now...the fact that I'm ONLY EIGHT years away from 50...THAT is completely depressing.
I got lots of phone calls from family and friends which I treasured. I headed home from work and luckily it was Melon Man's night off, so we were able to spend it together. We'd talked for a couple of days about where we were going to go for dinner but still hadn't decided by the time I got home. Since we don't go out for Valentine's Day due to the long waits, crowds, and Melon Man's work schedule, I was willing to combine both a Valentine's Day dinner with my birthday dinner and go to a really nice, romantic place. I thought about The Melting Pot, Ruth's Chris, Morton's, Flemings, Firebirds, etc. But, as the day progressed I just didn't feel like going all the way home, getting all fancied up, driving all the way to Scottsdale or wherever, then eating a heavy, rich meal, paying a ton of money for it, then driving all the way home again. So, the choice ended up being PETER PIPER PIZZA!