This is my 40th blog post!
I wish I had 40 reese's, twix, and kit kats before my eyes.
When I'm 40, I hope that I'm not a size 40. Also, I hope I have a few kids and live a happy life. I hope I'll have gone skydiving by then and that I still go to concerts from time to time. Not head-banging concerts-- Like... Rascal Flatts concerts, but not really them. I hope I have 40 pairs of to-die-for CUTE shoes. I hope I still like turquoise and pink. I hope I don't look 40.
When I'm 40, I won't be in a slump. I'll try not to go through a mid-life crisis, even though my whole life is a midlife crisis. Microderabrasion at 19, reeeally? I hope I have a 40 carat diamond ring ;)... ok.. maybe not. I hope I can bake 40 cookies without burning one, and I seriously hope that the school systems won't be so awful that my children have 40 kids in their classes. I hope I live in a town with more than 40 graduates a year.. I like the city. In fact, I should live somewhere close to 40 great shops... namely Archiver's, Target, Bath and Body Works, Ikea, (trying to think of other 40-yr-old-acceptable stores).. you get the picture.
I hope I'm so happy and still friends with you all! and I hope that Jed will be taking good care of me! :) Yay for 40!