Oh yeah, It was my Birthday Last Week

Yes, it was my birthday last week.  Thanks to all the people on facebook that said "Happy Birthday."  Growing up, birthdays were a HUGE deal in our house thanks to my mom.  For her, a birthday was a great excuse to have a party and celebrate.  I still make a pretty big deal about my birthday.  In fact, I refer to April as the "birthday month" because I like to acknowledge that my birthday (April 13) is about to occur, is occurring or recently occurred throughout the entire month.  However, no party this year.  Yea, I know.  Boo-hoo.  I just couldn't get worked up to inviting people over and making a big deal about it.  I had my husband take me out to a nice dinner instead and got a spa gift certificate.  A few friends took me out to lunch this week, too.  In case anyone is wondering how old I am now, the answer is (drumroll), thirty-friggin-seven.  The cartoon below sums up how I feel this year about turning 37:

Scary that I am getting so close to 40 because I do not remotely feel like a 40 year old woman (okay, technically I am not 40 but I am closer to 40 than 30 now so let's not split hairs).  I feel like I should still be in my 20's!  That being said, I am pretty lucky that I seem to be aging well.  At least, I think I am.  People who don't know me are frequently surprised when I tell them how old I am b/c they think I am in my early 30's.  I've even had a few people recently think I was in my late-20's, including some guy in Austin that was trying to pick me up when my husband stepped away.  I was almost tempted to run away with him just because he thought I was 27 or 28 but then thought better of it. 

My biggest anti-aging secret is no sun.  Avoid the sun at all costs.  I love beach vacations but I wear a big hat, over 50 SPF and stay in the shade most of the time (like an old lady, yes).  I also use good moisturizers.  Highly recommend Aveda Hydrating Cremes.  The sun is the enemy to good skin.  I like a tan which is why I will just go get a nice spray tan if I really want one.


Aveda, I love you.  Please protect me.

 My husband's birthday is April 28 and he will also be 37.  Hard to believe but he is actually already starting to get a few grey hairs.  So scary!  If that keeps up then pretty soon he will look like the creepy old guy with the hot, younger wife.  I can live with that.