Today is my birthday. I’m 43. Tom has this silly thing he does with ages. Every year he assigns himself a sports figure whose number corresponds to his age. This year he is Reggie Jackson (#44). Because he is a year older than I am (ahem), he kindly bestows his retiring number to me. Today, that makes me Richard Petty. Vincent was obsessed with NASCAR for a couple of years when he was younger, and consequently, I know a lot about stock car racing. This year, I am embracing all that old school, badass, King of the Road energy and greeting my 43rd year with a (figurative) fancy cowboy hat, some (literal) dark sunglasses and a serious (invisible) swagger. To paraphrase a dear friend of mine, “This, my friends, is what 43 looks like!” Not bad for a homeschooling mom, in a small rural town, who drives a nine-year old sedan.
I’m not sure how this new attitude will play out in this space. But with the one year anniversary of Sure as the World coming up, I am starting to think about shaking things up around here. I’m working on a new ‘About‘ page, a new monthly feature dedicated to cooking with kids, more cross-blogging with Andrea and also a couple of surprises along the way. Waldorf Wednesday and Habit: Reflective Friday will continue to be the mainstays of my blogging week, and getting out of bed is always a little bit easier knowing I get to publish a post on Monday morning. Like today . . .
Sending you all a virtual red velvet cupcake with lots and lots of buttercream frosting. Thanks for spending part of your day with me. I consider it a gift every time.