I survived the big 50! Yes, my 50th birthday came and went on Saturday and I'm still here. Now that it's over, I'm wondering why it ever bothered me at all. I'm no different now than I was on Friday. I still have a husband who I love, I still have a son who makes me proud, I still have three of the greatest grandchildren ever, I still have a home that makes me comfortable, and a job that I don't hate. Add to that my extended family and what more could a person ask for. Of course, there's always room for more money or a bigger house, or any list of "things"---but in the end, that can't make you happy, more comfortable maybe, but not happier. Only a person can do that for themselves. Enough with the psycho, mumble jumble, now for the fun.
A couple of Saturdays ago Doyle and I made a trip to Springfield and he got my present then. A Nook color from Barnes & Noble. I've wanted one for months and was thrilled when it was finally in my hands. I've enjoyed it A LOT since I've had it. Seems like all I want to do is sit and read once I get settled for the evening. My other interests ( cross-stitching, scrap booking, etc...) have suffered but, I can't help it, I just love the Nook. The grand kids spent the night on Friday night so when I got up on Saturday my favorite little people were in the house. Sadly, Doyle had to work, but when he got home he brought with him a dozen cupcakes with the cutest little sunglasses on top of them. Needless to say the kids loved them! Later, after Brad and the kids left Doyle and I just hung out around the house, not really doing anything. We didn't even feel like going out to eat, I just wanted to be where I feel the best---at home with my best friend, (and my Nook)!!
So, all in all, I must say that life on this side of 50 looks great. I had so many well wishes posted on my facebook page and this was one my favorites-- it was from a classmate at Woodward High:
Happy Birthday, Jessie! Welcome to the Fab at 50 club!!
I'm thrilled to be a member with so many other fabulous people that I know and respect. It sounds so corny when I type it out BUT....The best is definitely yet to come.
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I had a very hard time when I turned 50. I don't know why, but it really bothered me. Now, since then, I have come to realize the same thing you did. . . . . The Best is yet to come! Welcome to the "Fab 50" club.
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