Hello ladies and gentleman and welcome to my blog!  The purpose of my blog is stories, storytelling and poetry about living life in your 40s.  Why?  Well if you ponder it, doesn’t every situation, decision, mistake, or daily life context involve a story of some sort? 

To illustrate, when you were in high school and your teacher asked you why you didn’t turn in your homework, didn’t you try to think up a believable story to explain your laziness?  When you create a resume to get a job isn’t that a story of your work history?  I hope to capture and maintain your interest while keeping you entertained with stories which include what exactly led me here, and encouraging gentlemen and empowering ladies to share some of your own.  Stories about what exactly?  Well, about issues and contexts you experience in your 40s that did not apply to you in your 20s.    

There is one condition though.  If you plan on sharing your stories:  wait for it, wait for it.  It has to be in the form of a story or poem.  Would you like me to illustrate?  Well ok, since you asked me to. 

So if for example you wanted to tell a story about a new piece of clothing you bought a week ago and that you were really happy with your purchase, I prefer you didn’t begin and end your story as such:  Last week I went to a store and bought a beautiful kimono.  They are very much in style this year.  I wore it that same night to an event and received many compliments on it.  BORING! 

I want it to sound like this:  Last week I was shopping with my husband.  I have a great advantage over most wives because my husband actually likes to come with me when I shop for clothes.  I went to one of my favorite stores in Okotoks called Thelma and Thistle.  It’s a locally owned and operated boutique for woman and they always have such amazing clothing.  I found a rack with exquisite and brightly colored kimonos. 

I noticed that they are in style right now so with the help of my husband tried on one that was pink and turquoise blue.  I loved it right away and decided to purchase it instead of walking out of the store without it and regretting it being gone when I changed my mind and returned to the store.  My husband told me it looked like a housecoat.  I explained to him that it wasn’t a housecoat.  It was a kimono. 

I’m about to wander off in thought, but isn’t how a designer decided to design a kimono and market it to be a major fashion trend in itself an intriguing story?  So after we left the store and were walking home Shawn (my husband) asked me if I was going to wear my housecoat tonight at the live music event we were going to.  I did wear my kimono that night and got so many compliments on it at the show.  There is absolutely no buyer remorse on this purchase.  Now wasn’t that a better way of illustration of a fashion trend and shopping spree instead of my first example? 

I will include another example.  I will include it not because you asked me to, but because I feel like writing another one.  If for instance, you would like to talk about an amazing skin care product instead of saying that you like this type of product because you think it’s good.  Well why not include a story of how you had acne issues or dry skin that were never issues for you in your 20s, and you tried other products that didn’t clear up the acne or make your skin less dry, so you either saw a commercial advertisement for this product or a friend mentioned it to you, and decided to try it and low and behold your dry skin felt less dry, your acne disappeared and now you have smooth and clear skin.  Those are the types of stories I want to read.  I want to hear an end result with a side order of humor if that’s possible. 

I don’t want to read that you tried a skin care product and liked it.  Big Whoop.  You get my drift?  I encourage you to read my blog but also if you want to share a story, anecdote, or poem that illustrates living life in your 40s than please do. 

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  1. Totally enjoyed reading your blog you are an inspiration what for 50 and than 60’s My Mom used to say as a joke your a virgin till you hit 40 lol 🙂 Hugs