Waiting to Exhale

As IF I have seen the movie. (Which I have not.) Yet it does seem as if I have been trying to catch my breath over these past few weeks, ever since hitting the big 4-oh.

And I must interject: I never would have predicted this, but I must say that certain ... uhm, things ... are most unexpectedly but definitely better when you are 40.

Who’d-a thunk it?

Just sayin’ ...

: )

I hadn’t planned to write tonight, but then I ventured into The Orchard and stumbled upon a thread started IN MY HONOR by one of my fellow Apples, Dan (a.k.a. taliendo), a delightful man and a wonderfully insightful writer. OK, so the thread was actually inspired by me, not necessarily started in my honor ... but how cool! To inspire someone! Kick-ass, man!

(Why is it that, whenever I attempt to express myself most accurately and succinctly, I resort to terms like kick-ass and fuckin’-A and various other expletive-laced, hyphenated phrases??!)

*sigh*

Speaking of kicking ass: Judging Amy season finale totally ruled (hey, a pun!) tonight. And then The Shield was the usual awesomefest. Prior to that, I had a most excellent tennis adventure, and somewhere in-between I found out I will soon have CDs and DVDs on the way!

Plus, the boss bought us all lunch today. And, remarkably, everyone I encountered today was friendly.

And, last but not least, I had an amazing 67-minute, 37-second phone conversation with my sister during which she gave me a GREAT term that I took a vow NOT to write and/or tell anyone about ... though I did reserve the right to use it, someday, somewhere down the line, in some story along the way. And I know it is one of those kinds of things that we will both laugh about, when that time comes.

God, I love my sister.

: )