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Over the Bridge

Railbiking The Adirondacks: My 40th Birthday Celebration Weekend Vacation Destination Review #3

On Turning 40. šŸ˜­šŸ˜¢šŸ˜–

Letā€™s not go there, shall we?

Where/How To Celebrate? šŸŽ‰šŸŽ‚

For my big 4-0, Mike and I had tossed around the idea of doing something different than our usual go-to weekend activities. Something special. Just the two of us. ALONE.

First and foremost, thank heavens for grandparents. Big shout out to Grandpa H and Grandma B for their willingness to take our little ladies for an overnight.

On our way to Chestertown!

And weā€™re off!

Obviously, Mike and I jumped (for joy) at the opportunity to have one whole day and night just to ourselves. But where to go? Our discussions frequently referenced the idea of celebrating in a novel, preferably non-home-esque setting. Maybe even with a pre-arrangement of evening activities that diverged from our standard ā€œout to dinner, then home and Netflix and chill.ā€

And no, Iā€™m not being saucy. Really, Mike and I watch Netflix, chill, and finally pass out in bed shortly after the movie or comedy show commences. Weā€™re forty, remember? Continue reading ā†’

Summer in Review #1: Dual Birthday Party Day Success! A Trifecta of Summer Highlights: Part 1 of 3

Oh Summer, How I Will Miss Theeā€¦

This week, the lazy days of my treasured summer vacation came to a close. The first ā€˜officialā€™ day of school looms ahead next Wednesday for S11, and ā€¦for me.

Boo! Hissssā€¦

BUTā€¦

Soon enough, the math teaching madness begins. Numbers!! Holla!!
LadyBB / Pixabay

On the bright side, Iā€™ve had an absolutely amazing summer! And though Iā€™m sad to see it end, all good thingsā€¦ seem to do that. Such is life, amirite?

So today, on this pre-Labor Day Friday, the official last Friday of summer break here in NY (for 3 out of 4 of us here, anyway), I have decided to post an extended recap of my top three favorite summer moments for your reading pleasure. To avoid a ridiculously long, rambling post, however, said recap will consist of three separate posts, starting with this one. Continue reading ā†’

On Turning 39: I Donā€™t Yet Feel Bad About My Neck Are You There Middle Age? Its Me, Jill

Age vs. Perception: Turning 39

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Today, I turn 39 years old.

I certainly do not feel 39 years old, however.

In fact, I still think of myself as a twenty-something, ultra-cool, disenchanted, ā€œfight-the-power,ā€ feminist badass. I mean, I have a nose ring! I love rock n roll! Iā€™m outspoken! Confident! Heck, sometimes, Iā€™m even witty! Continue reading ā†’