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13 comments:
Oh. My. God. That's too damn funny. I logged on and saw me. That is stupid funny. You know British humor. When you do a double take. That was this. It's too damn funny. You know how much I love all of you. You can egnore Bob!! Really, I'm not kidding. Unfortunately I'm going to turn 50 come hell or high water on August 8th, whether we begin now or just slide into that damn day. Do we have to? I'm not sure I want to turn 50. 50. I'm going to be 50. I realize I'm scared to death. I really am.
Why are you scared? What happens when you turn 50? Wait, don't tell me. Wait, you CAN'T tell me yet...
You know what I think it is Megan? It's that
1) Half my life has passed me by and I haven't accomplished all I'd hoped.
2) I've lost almost my entire retirement in the stock market.
3) My home depreciates daily. I put almost $100,000 down on this home and I'm petrified I'll never see it again. It was part of my retirement plan. My brilliant retirement plan.
The past year of my life has been the most challenging. If I can make it to 51, sane, I'll have accomplished something. I'm looking forward to 51, but 50? I'm not so sure. Hard journey. However, writing this has helped me realize I'm lucky to be alive and turning 50. Hummmmmmmmmmmmm. Okay, I'll make the cake and provide the flowers, but you guys have to do all the rest. I'm exhausted!!!
Where's Leah? We need some coffee and oatmeal. *Suze starts the coffee and rummages for oatmeal in the pantry. Only to discover she isn't in the pantry, she's in IV's "Secret Room," aka The Playboy Mansion. Trips over big chested woman and falls in pool. "I CAN'T SWIM!!! SOMEONE SAVE ME. I CAN'T SWIM!!!" Bob appears from behind the bushes... "Honey, you're in the shallow end, just stand up."*
What the hell's Bob doing in the bushes?
Love you dear and thanks for making me think,
XO
yay! I didn't see the link, am going to check it out!
oh no, I posted that yay! before I read Suzy's comment. I'm toning it down, but only for a minute.
And I think, "But you're in the shallow end, just stand up!" is, seriously, an aphorism to live by.
If at all possible.
Leah,
Amen. I realized after writing it. I love you so.
XO
We finally have our 6th follower. Mike. If I get on the bandwagon that'll make it 7. Okay, I'll try.
Suzy... now your deleting posts at the Onion. Geez woman!!!
You saw that too? I couldn't leave it. I'm feeling a bit out of sorts and wrote it at low tide. Did you read that damn thing? JHC. Do you have some sort of special "SAVE" mode?
Bob, you now know so much about me I'm worried (Suze is currently being vetted for a position at the White House). You know how I write in the wee hours of morn and pour my heart out, then delete. Works for me!!! Work for you??? I'll be fine. Trust me. Don't tell um a damn thing. I need this job!
The Wedding Planner!
Why? Because I was rude.
What did I miss? I missed Suz being rude?
Megan,
What's new? You know how hard I try to be good. But I'm bad.
XO
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