Hmmmm 40...
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!
5 comments:
We'll be friends at least til we're 40.
we'll have an mg reunion when were 40.. we'll all hopefully not weigh 240 from living the Mo-ville lifestyle: funeral potatoes.. enrichment nights.. making brownines for every newborn babies family in our ward.. cooking for the 25+ hungry people in our families each holiday.. o yikes.. I hope i dont lose my obsession with exercise by the time im 40.. mg reunions girl. out of control. love you.
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i mean on the mg blog
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i do love it.
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