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Well my ‘little girl’ reaches the ripe old age of 17 today. How does that make me feel? I feel old. I seem to have woken up this morning with more aches and pains than I had yesterday and I swear I can see another grey hair or two. I think I need to formulate a plan of action.
I was thinking I was doing well, getting my hair back to its natural colour, no trace of dye to be seen. I am quite proud of the fact that I have good skin and don’t need to trowel on a layer of foundation on a morning before I can face the world. Yet I feel like time is running through my fingers and blowing away like grains of sand.
I am told I don’t look my age, which is always nice to hear. I am also told that mediums tend to stay looking a little younger that their years, which is also encouraging. Then again I am also told that most mediums are ‘generously’ pear-shaped, but I think I can live with that as long as the wrinkles are deferred by a few years!
So what can I do? Other than keeping a positive outlook and my sense of humour – not a hell of a lot! Time after all isn’t a commodity we can buy more of, we have what we have and it is up to us to make the most of it. So maybe I can live with a few grey hairs. I may be ‘generously’ pear-shaped, but I’m not at the point where I need to book two seats on a plane.
Life is for living, for making discoveries about who you are, and for learning from your mistakes. At 17 my daughter is heading out to discover her own life lessons, I am quite happy in the knowledge that I have worked through many of mine and have grown as a person because of it.
or should that be from the Loreal Sublime ‘Bronze’ to the ridiculous???
Hmm well I think my first attempt at reducing my ‘Moon Tan’ with a piece of fakery will be my last. despite following the instructions to the letter, I still looked like I had tried to spray pain myself through a set of railings! Streaky? You bet! I looked like an yellowy orange striped zebra. Still I managed to cover the worst of it up (I think).
Ready for a night on the town.
Anyway, we all met up, decorated the birthday girl with badges, a sash, glow stick necklaces and a Disney Princess tiara emblazoned with a large sparkly ‘40′. Just to make sure that we couldn’t possibly lose her in one of those dark bars or course!
Linzi - The Birthday Girl.
The short walk into town was broken up by strangers shouting ‘Happy 40th Birthday!’ Which I think Linzi managed to get used to after the third or fourth shout. A couple of cars actually slowed down and had a jolly good stare – whether this was due to her birthday attire or the fact that we all looked gorgeous I can’t say.
We had a great night, no tumbles, no accidents (well nothing to speak of) and no one wandering off! However Kim was rather taken with two young police men and almost accosted them – to take a photograph of course with the birthday girl. Well at least that is what she said. An Indian meal at midnight is something I wouldn’t normally do, and for someone who doesn’t really eat Indian food (I really don’t like coriander!) I thoroughly enjoyed it and ate the lot, even the pilau rice and I ‘don’t do rice!’
I can’t speak for the others, but I know that I woke up without a hangover. That could be due to the fact that I only had three hours sleep though I suppose. I couldn’t wander around town every week, but once in a blue moon, yes I could manage that.
