I realized that next month marks the day that I will be exactly halfway between 35 and the big 4-0. Panic!! Have I lived my life? If you go by my grandmothers I would not be halfway through my life at 40, but really, who knows? I mean, don’t you remember when 40 was old? I’m pretty proud of the fact that I only have 1 fine line on my forehead with no other wrinkles. I’d like to keep it that way. I’m considering purchasing my first wrinkle cream along with sunless tanner. I’ve always enjoyed having a tan, but not the sunburn that typically comes first to age my babyfied skin. Recommendations please!
I just want to say that I’m blessed. Yes, blessed, and not just because of my smooth-as-a-baby’s-butt skin, but because of everything I’m panicked about, there’s nothing really wrong. Nothing some St. Tropez Tanner, Clinique Line Eraser, prayers for the children, and eating healthy won’t cure. I think I’ll have some sweet tea and relax for a bit on the porch.