Sixty is the New Sexy, at least if you're a Hollywood star, according to CNN and USA Today. According to Suzanne Somers, 60 is the new 30.
I mention this on the next to the last day of March because, on an undisclosed date in April, I will become, er, sexy. Or perhaps two svelte 30-year-olds.
I'd better get myself to the gym; though a celebratory trip to Paris sounds more appropriate.
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Paris in April? Go for it! Happy 60th.
How about "Enchanted April"? (It's a movie.)
Oh yes, and welcome to the 60's club. (61 in May for me)
Thanks, guys. I think the movie might be my best best at this point, given my desire to buy a new cello.
For my 50th, we spent a weekend on Nantucket, a somewhat enchanted island, on the theory that if you have a birthday in a magical land, it doesn't count in the "real world."
Oh, well, I am trying to welcome this new decade. And I am delighted to be in a club with you, Donna!
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