The morning after my pre-birthday marathon fiesta - where we finished close to two bottles of tequila - I was grateful that I had the foresight to book massage appointments for us on the beach the next morning. And not too early.  I said to bff after looking at the two near empty bottles of hornitas,"who do we think we are?" and she replied "rockstars evidently" and I said "I don't FEEL like a rockstar right now" and she replied "uum, I'm pretty sure you do. In fact I'm pretty sure this is exactly what rockstars feel like in the morning".  Hmmm I believe she spoke the truth.

Post massage we each drank a coconut.  Coconut water es muy bien for hangovers!  We sat on the beach and did really nothing the rest of the day. Worked on the tan, wandered around the plaza, and finally broke down and had a glass of wine with lunch (hair of the dog I believe is the term). We had plans at 6:30 to begin the next round of birthday festivities and neither of us wanted to exert any energy until then.

I’m exposing myself by admitting that I have been celibate for about four years.  Partly by choice.  I've had plenty of opportunities, but I don’t do casual sex well.  I’m very selective when it comes to physical intimacy. Not just any man will do – it’s a sacred thing sex. 

That being said I do want to keep those parts functioning and alive in a Kundalini yoga sort of way.  And that was my intention for my 40th.  I didn’t know who it would be, but I did say to my bff,  “I’m not shaving my legs tonight, so you know what that means!”.
A few month's earlier I said to my bff "let's go to Mexico!" and she said "okay!".  I love her.  My go to Mexican paradise is a little surf town 40 minutes north of Puerto Vallarta, and when we got there I was in a great mood.  I had been working out and I was spray-tanned and beach ready.  With 10 whole days ahead of us, and zero obligations I was relaxed.  Aaah Mexico.  Yes folks it's scary down there...stay far far away!  Drug cartels, etc. 

My birthday was on Sunday but the celebration started Saturday around noon and went late into the night peaking at midnight which we all know is the 'official' kick-off birthday hour. Around midnight I found myself atop the shoulders of a 24 year old at the local live music spot -drinking shots of tequila of course. It was one of those nights where the mood of the crowd was just 'on'.  
The band was awesome, despite their failed first attempt at my birthday 'shout-out'. I say failed because they called out my name as I was in the ladies room having a pee.  The ladies room is quite practically on the stage, so I opened the door to let them know, "hey, um I'm in the bathroom!".  Oops, try again!

Anyway,  I was  in Mexico, celebrating my 40th.  My birthday is just a few days before Christmas. Trust me when I say that leaving town for the holidays is one of the many many perks of being in your 40's.  Holiday blues?  I've got the cure. 
So this was my time to really let loose and  let the inhibitions fly because it's exhausting being in control all of the time - I can be kind of uptight. My friends would say I’m ‘fun’ but I have some control issues and it's not always easy for me to 'let go'. So me grinding on the dance floor with a 24  year old whilst  doing shots of tequila is NOT the norm for me. Also, it had been TWO YEARS since I'd so much as kissed a man. But here I was a blonde in Mexico - so there was trouble to get in to for sure!  But don’t worry, I did not 'do it' with a  24 year old. Please, I could be his mother!


    40th Birthday
    Forty Fabulous Things
    Turning 40


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