Today I celebrate 43 years of life on this planet. I’ve done a lot of great things, a lot of stupid things and a lot of things I’ve regretted. However, I’ve learned a lot in the process. Here are a few observations and things I’ve learned so far. Please note, this list is not complete and I hope I have a long time ahead of me to accomplish things and make mistakes.
I’ve finally accepted the fact I will never have a flat stomach no matter how hard I try. Thank God for Spanx.
I’ve learned I can’t eat as much as I want, drink as much as I want or spend as much as I want and feel good about myself.
Music sounds better on vinyl than it does on a CD.
My sister isn’t nearly as annoying as I once thought she was. Actually, she’s really funny and my best friend.
My gut instincts are rarely wrong.
Most people I initially dislike end up becoming my best friends.
When I was single I occasionally spent the last of my paycheck on shoes before I bought groceries and I never regretted it.
A universal remote does not allow me to control the universe. That was a hard lesson to learn.
I was born to wear my hair short. I once spent three years growing it out and it looked terrible once it got past my chin.
It’s never too late to start over. Whether it’s a new career or a new life, life’s too short to be unhappy.
I can’t live without a KitchenAid mixer.
I believe in quality over quantity for almost everything. One great pair of black pants is much better than three pair that are just ok.
Tanning is overrated. I have not tanned in 10+ years and don’t plan to start now. Sure, I like a little color, but I’ll get it out of a bottle.
I can actually live without Diet Coke.
I’m not meant to wear dresses. I feel much more chic in a great pair of pants rather than a dress.
A good purse is a wise investment. I don’t buy cheap bags.
I am the Grim Reaper of plants.
Going to college doesn’t make you a smarter person. I know a lot of people without college degrees who are much smarter than I am.
Never judge a book by its cover. Yes, that’s a cliche, but it’s so very true.
Birthdays are just a way of keeping track of age. I can still act immature!