I am 40.


I’m not sure why exactly they call it “The Big Four Oh.” It is startlingly common to hear it called that. My mom, my mother-in-law. Maybe everyone calls it that. I don’t remember 30 being called “The Big Three Oh” though.

I’m not sure what I think about turning 40 yet. I feel pretty good. Imperfect, moving forward me. Yo holmes, onward.

Previous birthdays mentioned on the blog: 31, 32, 33 (wherein I was recovering from dental surgery and leah was taking wonderful care of me, a habit she has continued!), 34 (it was National Corndog Day. And it is again.). In 2005 I didn’t have a birthday. 36, 37, 38, 39.

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nine comments so far...

Let me be the first to welcome you into your 40s! It’s not so bad, really 🙂

have a great day! Happy Birthday!



sheeesh. it’s about time! the forties are great. except the creaking. I know I feel wiser, yet still young enough to enjoy things. Happy Birthday! treat yourself well, my friend.

Happy belated birthday! I still marvel sometimes that I’m 41, though I only really feel old when those “Top 40 Under 40” lists come out, and I realize I’m ineligible not only for my lack of ideas, but for my age. 🙂

I read in Car Styling magazine once that in Japan, 40 is “the age of certainty,” but I’m not sure what that means. Anyhow, Happy Birthday!

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