Yes, I turned 50 today.  Set off the fireworks, strike up the band and fill your cups!  Just make sure I get to bed by 9pm. 

I am now eligible for AARP.  I'm too young to get the senior discount at Dennys and too old to be carded.  Which would do wonders for my ego by the way.  That is, if I could find it.  I'm sure it's somewhere in the couch with the loose change and food crumbs.

50 hasn't been as difficult as I thought or freaked out about.  Probably because I've been practicing it in my mind for months. 

I remember when we had to get up and turn a knob to change the channel on the tv.  I remember having my very own transistor radio.  I remember when girls were not allowed to wear pants to school.  I had my appendix taken out when I was 7.  I experienced a big earthquake when I was 12.  I remember my first french kiss when I was 14 (and wanted to gag).  I have had 3 husbands, given birth to 2 children, had a foster child and 2 step children.  There has been a dog or dogs in my life since I was born.  Cats most of the time.  I have 5 grandchildren ranging in age from 18 months to 12 years old.

I've forgotten pretty much everything else.  God loves fools and idiots.  And me. And I'm thankful for all of my experiences to date and those still to come. 

I guess I've evolved and changed over the years, much like crochet.  It's all good.

Happy Birthday to me.