I don’t know why I was so worried about turning 39 — for my birthday, I got a box of chocolates, and now my face has broken out and instead of looking 39, I look like a 16 year old getting ready for the prom.
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39 you say, well hapy birthday.
39…39…Try as I may I can’t remember back that far.
If you are having doubts about getting older, I’ll remind you of the old saying.’ Life begins at 40′
I don’t know about the rest of the world but its true for me. 40 and beyond have been the very best years of my life. So don’t despair, the best is yet to come.
The same has been true for me too, Tim.
Hapy?
I need to cut back on the margaritas…
Happy Birthday !