Last Day of 39 and some other stuff...

I can't believe I haven't written anything for so long. It's not that I have nothing to write about because I do.  I started to feel like my writting could be boderline boring so was stuck in a rut.  But then I got my mojo back and along with that comes my abnormally high self esteem so... I'm back! 

Whats been going on:

FGW
I had my anual Fall Girls Weekend.  It was completely out of controll as usual.  Six women way out in the country with lots of great food and plenty of party supplies is a recipie for greatness/trouble, depending how you look at it.  My friends tend to lean toward the crazier side. Or maybe all good women are like this but not all are bold and brave enough to let their real selves shine through.  We took turns driving the golf cart around drunk.  I think this is a perfectly safe activity being that the cart will only go so fast and we are in the middle of nowhere.  Conversatin topics of FGW: How much husbands were loved, why pot should be leagalized, the greatest bands of all time, top 5 books, how much husbands could be unloved, turning 40, dreams, best wine, how smart we are, if all woman have lesbian tendencies, is that really cheating..., secreat blogs, secret crushes, ...
I really believe I have an amazing group of woman in my life.  One of them has known and loved me since we were 8yrs old.  Others of us have been friends for over 20 years.  We agreed a long time ago to be a constant in each others lives no matter how fucked up one of us got.  There is a great security and freedom that comes with this kind of promise.  When anyone of us is flipping out, going crazy, just being a real bitch or a bad friend, we ride it out.  We know that at anytime "it could be me" so we just stick it out until the nutty one gets her senses back.  I know that these woman will never leave me, I know that I will never leave them.  It is an example of friendship that I hope my children witness and create in their on lives someday. Well not the booze and drugs and fucked up parts. 

Annual Magnolia Food Fight
Each year Mr. Shug and I host a food fight for our street.  We set up several tables of sweet foods that can be hosed into the ground (so 2 weeks later your not still starreing at noodles in your yard), a first aid station table, an icechest of adult beverages, a kids icechest, and chairs to watch.  We started doing this because it sounded like a great time.  Our kids think we are the best parents ever, for that day anyway.

Stroke

My grandmother had a stroke.  Because my mother is no longer alive the job of taking care of the elderly in the family has fallen to my sister and I.  Which by the way we don't mind.  And I mean that, I didn't just say that to protect my karma. So we loaded up the kids and drove 3 hours to the hospital to handle things.  It totally sucks that real life hospitals are nothing like Grey's Anatomy.  She survived and is now in a premire neuro rehab center where they are working daily to unscramble her brain. 

The end of 39

Today is the last day of my 30's.  I'm so happy to be turning 40.  I would never go back.  I am more wiser, happier, secure in my own skin, a better friend, a better mother, cuter and healthier, full of gratitude and full of love with each passing year! SO BRING ON 40!

Coming tomorrow:  Before and after pictures of my life with a trainer!

 I can't believe there is no spell check.  I have a degree in Journalism but can't spell worth a damn!