Yikes.
Well, today is the day I am 47.
There was a time when that sounded so old. Now, not so much. I don't feel like I could be 47. The mirror says otherwise. Grey hair and wrinkles are creeping in. The hair - I don't care - and I'm actually attempting to let the years of dye grow out.
The wrinkles and aging skin I see in the mirror do bother me and I know there isn't much I can do about it. I once had perfect skin and was asked all the time if I had on make-up when I didn't. Now, not so much. While I haven't gained any weight in pounds, I have gained inches. I need to find my motivation and energy to hit the gym hard to at least try to get back to where I was a few years ago. Lately I have been so so tired, which is another story in itself. There's no tired like "no thyroid" tired.
I could also do without the random aches and pains that keep popping up.
Time isn't friendly to anyone....
Anyway, I baked myself a cake. I always do for no other reason than just because I can. I know what I like and how to make it! Triple layer white almond sour cream cake, from scratch lemon filling, and homemade almond buttercream icing. Yes, I know I have messy icing writing.
No other real plans, except going out to dinner this evening. Where? I don't know yet. It's hard to figure out a place that makes everyone (as in the very picky kids) happy. I wanted to see a movie, but there isn't anything at the theater that I'm interested in. The piano bar I wanted to go to is closed for the holiday weekend which makes no sense to me. So it's looking like dinner somewhere and a night of Netflix at home. (??)
Oh well, here's to making year 48 even better!!
Birthday flowers from my husband |