Italy, Here I Come!

I don't remember how long it's been, but for at least the last 5 years, I've been telling my friends every year, when my birthday rolls around, that "When I turn 40, I'm going to rent an Italian Villa, invite all my friends over and I'm gonna whoop it up big time!" Well, rickum sickum, mile-long line of explitives..... next year is the year. Unbelieveable! For those of you out there that are falling off your chairs in unbelievable shock that I could be turning 40, I feel your pain. I'm kind of feeling some shock about it too. Lord knows I don't look a day over 38.

I've decided in all my years on this earth, I would take a moment and share some insights I've learned as I've gotten older.

1) Crest works. The toothpaste. Been using it since I was a kid. Not one cavity yet.
2) Black underwear is better than white underwear. I shan't explain (and it doesn't have to do with racing stripes!!)
3) More calories in vs. those going out = kaburba. That's a made up word my friend Joseph used to say, meaning "fatty". See my previous post re: muffin tops.
4) Friends make life worth living. xoxo to ya'll!

Maybe when I'm in a more serious mood I'll revisit this post and add lessons learned. Or maybe not. When am I that serious?!