Gusto Year!
I read a friend's blog about her "not so fab 40's" and it dawned on me, I am running out of 40's and facing the big one, the crazy one, the one--50.
There I said it 50!!
FUCK ME!
Can you be considered a lady of 50 if you can't say it without adding fuck, fucking, or some derivative of the F bomb?
Honestly, my age is subjective. For example I am a little girl again everytime I see puppies, kittens, bubble gum, and my dad. Lip gloss, Hawaiian Tropic suntan oil, Grease, and the song Hot Child in City sends me back to the early teen years. The best years actually for being a girl... Excitement and the unknown...everything was a mystery.
So.
This year needs to be a great one, one to close out this decade with gusto. I will be fucking 50 soon!
There I said it 50!!
FUCK ME!
Can you be considered a lady of 50 if you can't say it without adding fuck, fucking, or some derivative of the F bomb?
Honestly, my age is subjective. For example I am a little girl again everytime I see puppies, kittens, bubble gum, and my dad. Lip gloss, Hawaiian Tropic suntan oil, Grease, and the song Hot Child in City sends me back to the early teen years. The best years actually for being a girl... Excitement and the unknown...everything was a mystery.
So.
This year needs to be a great one, one to close out this decade with gusto. I will be fucking 50 soon!
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