To celebrate my 52nd birthday I decided to make a list of 52 great things about being 52. This is the first installment. Since my birthday isn’t until later in the month, I will take the luxury of time to ponder on those things that make me the happiest and do this in installments.
- I never, ever, ever have to buy another freakishly stupid, ugly bridesmaid dress for as long as I live.
- Ditto for shoes. I now wear what feels good and looks a little sassy - or lumberjack-like, if I feel like it.
- I am more passionate about art, color, textiles and hand-made crafts than I could ever have believed possible.
- I still have my wool couture Channel going-away suit from my wedding, and it still looks stunning. (I cut up the gown ages ago. Meh.)
- When I start looking at better lingerie and feeling uncertain about my old stuff, my husband always says, ”Oh honey, just be naked – that’s all I want!” and he means it.
- I get to listen (and laugh) when my sisters talk to their children and they channel my mother. It’s awesome funny.
- I never have to sing at another wedding. Ever.
- I have started letting go of my wedding issues – of which, obviously, I have a LOT.
- I can still speak a pretty passable Italian – which comes in handy at the shop when Italian tourists come in and plot to get a discount and get all shaken up when I respond to them in their native language that the “Signora does not give discounts.” (BTW – it happens more often than you’d think. )
- I’ve finally stopped having that reoccurring dream where I’m on a college campus and I can’t find the building or room of my next class and it is the day of the final exam. Oh yes – and I’ve never been to one class. Talk about performance anxiety – I always woke up a little nauseous after that dream.
