Cyndi finally admits she had a birthday

Ok.  It’s been about a week, so I’m finally ready to write about it.  The “big 40.”  I really don’t think it’s such a big deal, but it’s a good excuse for some things.

It’s been a good year.  In the year I turned 40, I can say that I’ve: ridden the trail of the Hiawatha, learned how to oil paint, flown on a trapeze, grown about a bushel of tomatoes (and a lot of weeds), made some new friends, laughed with a lot of friends, been able to say “I’m with the band” and given and received a lot of love.

Now on to more life and adventures!