i'll be under the table (thoughts on turning 40...)

today it hit me like a ton of bricks: i am turning 40 in less then a month. i am sitting at my desk looking at a box of "hello kitty" bandaids, wondering how this is possible.

i've never liked birthdays. i am bad with numbers and dates and forget everyone's bday. as a child i loved getting presents but hated the part when everyone sang "happy birthday". i would hide under the table and cry until it was over. i may adopt that same technique when i turn 40!

also, i have decided to stop dying my hair. it used to be naturally "dish water blonde". oh how i hated that term as a kid. now it seems to be coming in mostly gray. i'm hoping for some dish water blonde to return.

i just read the best quote from the news:

Brazil's most famous architect, Oscar Niemeyer, celebrated his 102nd birthday Tuesday in typical fashion: at work on projects rather than pondering his supercentennial age. "Turning 102 is crap, and there is nothing to commemorate!"

i think i'll adapt that quote for myself. turning 40 is total crap.