Forty and Faaaabbbulous!!

True story: The other day I was driving with Gonzo (that would be the littlest Goober) around town running errands. We stopped by a salon to both get our haircut, so whippin' through town in the car I felt... ♪♫fabbbbbbuuulllloooouuusss♫♪. Sitting at a red light, sipping my cold coffee from a cup I had to pour it into because my coffee mug was too large for the cup holder, I got a weird feeling. The kind you get when you know someone is watching you. I glaced over and saw this "cute" younger guy smiling. I smiled back. He smiled wider. Now, yes, I am married but I gotta say it felt PRETTY good to be 40 and still feel like I got "it". That is...until I looked at the cup I was drinking my cold coffee from...our daughter's My Little Pony pink cup. Ahh...well. Coffee was good.☺