blessedmom wrote:
Nan wrote:
blessedmom wrote:
Nan wrote:
isn't it strange, lauri? to be singing the OTHER part, from the other side, now?

when the hell did that happen?
Somewhere between diapers, childhood illnesses, birthday parties, teen angst, growing pains and trying to have our own identity.
I'll be 40 in 26 days. I'm getting a tattoo just because I can.
just remember, once it's there, it's there. pick something special and be careful where you put it. they do tend to bleed out with age, smudging as it were. and if you lose a lot of weight, well, think paper fan. the kind that fold up on themselves.
shall i requisition the case of black armbands for the "happy" occasion now?
Sure.

There's a shop here that sends out birthday messages to place on someone's front lawn. My friend got 40 tombstones that said, "Lordy, lordy, look who's 40!" I'm pretty sure I don't have any friends that are close enough to do that.
Ah, tame. Very tame. My kid hit me when I turned fifty with a "surprise" birthday cake with so many candles on it she managed to set it, and part of my livingroom rug, on fire! Black crepe paper everywhere, in the fridge, in my shower, my closet, my clothes bureau, opened the medicine cabinet - black crepe paper.

The twit. Out in my car? The same.
We have a co-worker coming up to forty. We're going to stuff her entire office with newspaper, black balloons, and streamers. To the ceiling.
PS - You're probably safe with a little shoulder tattoo. If well done. (OUCHIES!! !! !)