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Fun at 40

I turned 40 earlier this month, and over my enfeebled objections, my lovely wife has decided to throw a 40th birthday party for me this Saturday. If you’re a local friend and haven’t yet gotten an invitation, it means my impending senility has robbed me of access to your contact details. Pop me one of those newfangled e-mails the kids are all using these days, and I’ll correct that oversight so you can come and help me wash away the pain and the horror of my encroaching mortality.

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  2. Ha! As I keep telling people, Rob, it’s not nearly as painful as it sounds. I’m just always amazed that I made it past 17, so the rest of my life feels like finishing another lap in a racing game and seeing those glorious words, “Time Extended!”

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    Ha! As I keep telling people, Rob, it’s not nearly as painful as it sounds. I’m just always amazed that I made it past 17, so the rest of my life feels like finishing another lap in a racing game and seeing those glorious words, “Time Extended!”

  4. Ha! I turned 40 last summer. It’s not so bad.

    It’s funny, I remember my 6 older siblings and their spouses each getting razzed about their age as they turned 40. Someone even put together a gift package with a cane and reading glasses and such, and I finally received it last year without a word. 🙂 I’m thinking of repackaging it for my oldest brother’s 60th birthday next year!

  5. Ha! I turned 40 last summer. It’s not so bad.

    It’s funny, I remember my 6 older siblings and their spouses each getting razzed about their age as they turned 40. Someone even put together a gift package with a cane and reading glasses and such, and I finally received it last year without a word. 🙂 I’m thinking of repackaging it for my oldest brother’s 60th birthday next year!

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