heh! your post reminds me of the day shortly after I had turned 38. I woke up one morning and attempted to do my usual leap-out-of-bed-turn-the-alarm-clock-off-and-jump-back-in-the bed-before-I-really-wake-up thing. (I sleep really hard once I get to sleep and would turn the clock off in my sleep) Only this time I fell flat on my face. SPLAT! That was the day I realized the body was aging and behaving a bit differently.
It's okay I laugh at it myself. Image my shock at finding myself on the face down on the floor. Now I get up and sit on the edge of the bed a few minutes before going anywhere, no more leaps out of bed for me.
You know what would be even better? If we got one of those big chair thingies a la Cleopatra, and were carried around by scantily clad pretty boys who also fed us grapes.
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Oh and 40 is sooo sexy. *grins*
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*smooches*
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