(...and three days!)
Time flies when you're having fun, and the twelfth of the month flew right past me! Another month of survival under my belt. Hopefully many more to come.
Time really does fly. Last night my husband and I went to a Valentine's dance that was 70's and 80's themed. We weren't shy -- we had fun recreating the 80's "look", from hair and makeup (we've got two more wigs in case my hair ever falls out, and it'll be forever before I get all the navy blue eyeliner, pink eyeshadow, and four pounds of mascara cleaned off) to pink shirts and pegged pants to accessories (Swatch, skinny tie, lace fingerless glove, cinch belt, and more shoulder pads than a football player).
It was fun to realize how much time had gone by since we were kids in high school who liked this kind of stuff. One blink later we're the same age our parents were back then.
It won't be long before another quarter century goes by. Who knows what it will bring. As long as we're having fun doing what means most to us, it won't matter.