40

One of my friends posted this on my facebook wall on my birthday:

Doesn't it somehow feel like revenge to look so good at 40? Happy Birthday!

It does. Oh yes, it does.

Friday - my actual birthday - brought a pedicure, dinner for 15 at one of my favorite restaurants, and a night spent in Buckhead. Saturday found me shopping and having lunch with two of my friends who drove from Savannah just for the party, and today I got to see New Moon with DD1 and some of my cohort students. Through all of this, I even managed to block out the ridiculous amount of grading I need to be doing, too.

I could not have asked for a better birthday weekend. So far, I'm liking 40. Liking 40 a lot.