This is what “almost f-ing” 50 looks like.

Not bad, I guess. And better than not getting to be “almost f-ing” 50. But still painful.

Me, and my much younger girlfriends.


I mean, it seems like just yesterday I was “almost f-ing” 40.

Stu, Casey, Cuyler, and me many moons ago at the July 4th parade in Ridgewood.


Looking at this picture, taken in what had to be 200 degree heat, I’m reminded of the good old days of working ’round the clock, tending to Cryler, I mean, Cuyler, trying to squeeze in time with Casey (and whoever the big guy is on the end), and not having a single spare second to do anything about my hair (Roots are for trees, Suz!) or my hips.

You know, maybe “almost f-ing” 50 isn’t so f-ing bad after all.

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4 Replies to “This is what “almost f-ing” 50 looks like.”

  1. I was there for the 40th birthday lunch/mani/pedi celebration and I will be there for the BIGger 50th birthday celebration!!! You are fabulous at every age!!!

  2. I hear ya babe! When I look at my 25-year old photos I can’t believe how old (and large) I looked then – it was such a relief to see the improvement after a decade (tho somehow after 10+ years I never crossed over 29)! I guess it’s just like they say…good women are like good wine – we just get better with age! xoxo

  3. I remember reading this post after seeing a link from Kimberly’s place. I am so sorry for your loss. Your approach to everything—family, health, purpose and now, grief, is something I admire. Thank you for sharing so much of your self so openly. I hope the day is dry and if it isn’t, I hope you remember Stu beneath a canopy of rainbows.

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