Things you should do before you’re 40

I found a list online of things to do before you’re 40.  Let’s go through them and see if they apply, shall we?

1. Travel across Europe by train.   Yes, I did this.  We were jammed overnight in a car that slept 6 and had to sleep with our feet on our suitcases because there was no room.  I’ll say most people can skip this one.  Was this list written in 1920?

2. Quit a job.  How about get fired from a job?  Did that when I was 15.  No one told me you couldn’t just call into work to say you were going to an amusement park.  Apparently they frown on that.  Hey, at least I called!

3. Perfect a dish, even if you’re not a skilled cook.   Can’t.  I tried the chocolate beef.  Not a success.  Family doesn’t trust me anymore.

4. Drastically re-invent your look at least once.  Done. Broke my nose 3 years ago.

5. Swim with dolphins.  In Texas, I’ve been swimming with alligators.  Not really to try it, just because I didn’t realize they lived there until after.


My new improvements

Today is my 40th birthday.  My 10-year old son drew a picture of what I look like at age 40.  I’m really going to enjoy my new improvements, especially the sword and gun firing arms.  What more could a 40 year old ask for?


Surprise trip

Today is my last day in my 30s. My husband is whisking me off on a surprise trip today for my 40th birthday, which takes place tomorrow.  I’m setting up some posts for the next few days, but I won’t be able to say where I’ve been until next week when we return.  I don’t find out where I’m going today until we get to the airport.  I did the same for him last year on his 40th.  (We went to Sicily.)

The big question is…… coat or no coat?  Hmmm……..

A bit unfortunate my birthday is in March…. in Europe..


I need this

My birthday is in a couple of days.  Is it too late to put this on my wish list?

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Watched the Hunger Games recently.  They use a bird called “The Mockingjay” with a sweet song to lead their revolution.

They could have used Magpies, like the ones right outside my balcony.  Just 30 seconds of screaching from them would cause the other side to surrender any battle.


Fridges around the world!

Ok, inspired by this interesting cultural phenomenon that happened last Tuesday when I hosted @sweden, I have now made a webpage where we can all contribute to “Fridges around the World!”  If you want to submit your fridge, (or just look through other people’s) you can go here .


Fridges around the world!

Well, it seems I’ve made world news by simply posting people’s refrigerators from around the world.

This week I’m in charge of @sweden, the country’s national account, and I decided to post a picture of what was in my fridge.  I find it interesting to see what’s in someone’s fridge in another country, so I thought people might like it.

Apparently, they did. :)  I got so many people sending me pictures of their refrigerators, so I retweeted them so everyone could join in.  Making friends through food!

Now if I could only be invited to dinner at some of those houses that were well stocked. hmm….

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Treat yourself!

Gee, thanks Amazon.  I know my birthday is coming up and all, but I’m not quite understanding why this is on the top of my list.

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My husband – Mr. Synth Pop

If I haven’t mentioned it before, my husband sings in 2 synth bands – Art Fact and Sine City.  He has a concert for each coming up soon, plus a record album coming out for Sine City.  Yes, I said RECORD ALBUM.  If you can dust off your player from the attic, you can buy one to hear – or you can be a normal person and just go to Spotify after it comes out in April. :)  (Art Fact is already there, they’ve been around a while.)

Anyway, I like to embarass him with my lack of synth-ness.  I like to wear polka-dot dresses to his concerts (“but it’s black!”) and smile a lot (trust me, doesn’t fit in with the synth-attitude).

I asked him if I could play tambourine on stage or be a go-go dancer in a cage behind him.  He doesn’t take me seriously, but I bet everyone would enjoy it!  I could see Depeche Mode with go-go dancers.  It would work.

I tell him he should write more cheerful songs.  Apparently this is also not “synth.”

So he rehearsed yesterday evening with loud thumping beats and misery pop while I watched Doris Day movies in my bunny slippers with a hot chocolate.

I am his shameful secret.

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Spotify War

My husband tried to mess up my Spotify recommendations today by playing numerous songs from the band Europe (“The Final Countdown”).

This means war.

I hope the husband enjoys “Wham Rap.”



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