Three Things a Lady Should Never Do

Have you hit the BIG birthday yet? If you are still on the uphill climb to 40 just stop. Right now! If you have already hit the big 40 and are still going full steam ahead just answer one question - HOW??

For over a year I have been working on my Fabulous 40 Bucket List and with less than a month left I am in the final sprint to the end. My feet hurt, my knees hurt, my smile hurts and my sprint has slowed down to little more than a walk, but I will prevail. Forty is not going to do me in but, this blog just may.

I have been thinking all day about writing something I would want to read 20 years from now about myself and finally it came to me. I decided to write about my motto in life. At least that is what I am calling it. Another title might be the three things a lady should never do.

One is I don't pump my own gas. For over 16 years Matt always took the vehicle on Mondays and filled it up for the week. This last year that hasn't really been a option so I have ran out of gas more then I can count. I have considered moving to New Jersey or Oregon because that are the only two states where you are not allowed to pump your own gas. I have no patience for standing by the car looking like I'm peeing in my gas tank. It is weird to me.

Number two cutting up my meat or eating meat off the bone. I just will not do it!! Maybe it is because I'm left handed and cut terrible or maybe it's because it makes me think I live on the prairie and just killed a buffalo and cut off a hunk of raw meat to eat.  I don't eat ribs. That is just like eating a human in my mind. So if I have to cut my meat or eat meat off the bone I will order chicken that I can cut with my fork or have a salad. I also don't like fajitas coming to the table sizzling all I can think is raw hide.

Third is something very personal and I did try it on my 30th birthday just to see what it was all about. Matt drank pineapple juice for week and I tried it. It wasn't as bad as I thought but not good enough to try it again. Enough about that!!

I have one more thing you might find interesting about me.I take a picture of my kids every morning. I just think if they are going to run away or come up missing I have to have a current picture of them. If their picture is going to be plastered every where I want it to be exactly what they look like and this way I will know what they are wearing that day. The Martin kids won't have ugly Amber Alert pictures. Not on my watch, I can promise you that.

I don't know why I feel like this but I do. I never realized I have so many issues or that others may see me as odd until I see my peculiarities in black and white. I have 19 more days to go with the blogging stuff. I'm a little scared to keep going and have people thinking I'm crazy... Ha-ha, too late I know y'all already do.