When I was thirteen and looked about seven, people used to say, “It’s a gift! You’ll appreciate it when you’re forty!” And they were right. Because today I turn thirty-nine and darned if I don’t look a day over thirty
Of course, I am going gray and certain parts of my physique aren’t as upwardly mobile as they used to be. But these are things that can be fixed with cosmetics and the right kind of underwear. My only complaint, really, is my feet, which seem to be getting wider.
But I am very happy. I’m so grateful for the Amazing P-Dawg, my children, my friends and my family. And I am grateful for you, dear readers of RimaRama. I love writing here, and I love that you stop by to read what I’ve written. Sometimes you even give me a Facebook “like” or a comment, which is like crack/cocaine to me.
My children presented me with fabulous gifts this year: my daughter a $100 gift card to the “Style-N-Go” beauty salon up in her bedroom, and my son a $100 gift card to the “Zip and Go Plaza.” There is some confusion as to what goods and services may be procured at the Zip-N-Go, but I have a two o’clock appointment at the Style-N-Go salon today.
I’m gonna get a pedicure.
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