tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27352415.post115972821167373915..comments2024-01-31T10:30:47.824-08:00Comments on Life on a limb: Fabulous FortiesDelirioushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01564398770468606675noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27352415.post-1159748566158645312006-10-01T17:22:00.000-07:002006-10-01T17:22:00.000-07:00For me it was 42. The weird thing was, I kept thin...For me it was 42. The weird thing was, I kept thinking from the time I was in my 20s that when I turned 42 my life was going to take a turn, and that was it. (PLUS I moved to Flaming Gorge then :0) )Also, it was when I turned 40 that I began wearing sandals year round. I was sad to put them away for the winter, and suddenly wondered who was making me. I then began to have the philosophy that God's laws and the laws of the country are meant to be obeyed, but other laws such as "put your sandals away in September" and "cut your hair when you hit 40" are meant to be broken. I'd sure like to still look like I am 23 though. :0)Inklingshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14173567199140492921noreply@blogger.com