Bring On Lemons

Dear Younger (20 something year old) Self: Remember when you thought 30 was old? Well here we are - 41 trips around the sun, 6 beautiful children (one still in diapers), and not only were you WAY wrong on 30 being old, but 41 doesn't feel so bad either. I am cautiously covering up a few grey hairs and I don't wear bootie shorts out of the house anymore, but this isn't the worst gig. You should go ahead and enjoy shaking dice and doing shots though - because hangovers aren't quite as easy to recover from (not sure if it's the age or the number of children). I don't have any advice for you - I look back and though I'm not proud of each and every decision I made, they got me where I am today. You will find your knight in shining armor (so keep kissing idiots in tin foil). You will figure out how to bake a loaf of bread (and your thighs may not appreciate the new skill). You'll survive sleepless nights with new babies (and secretly love each and every mo...