It's an odd feeling, getting older. I'm surprised at how it snuck up on me. Fortunately for me, I'm not yet wallowing in the depths of despair. At this point I guess I'm just a littler perplexed at this new attitude trying to take hold in me. Thank goodness for this blog, though. Self-awareness can be my sword to fight for the old (or rather, young) Cyndi. And we just joined the YMCA so I hope to get back into fighting shape soon. Maybe this was a bad winter to turn 39 - one in which cabin fever and inactivity are at an all-time high.
With all that being said, 39 was actually a wonderful birthday celebration. Dave took me out on a fantastic date night to my favorite restaurant. We had a lovely 2-hour dinner alone together and then we went to the movies. That was Saturday. On Monday, my actual birthday, he and the girls presented me with sweet cards, hugs, kisses, and my new serger (gifted from them and my parents). I can't wait to get started on it!!