When my childhood friends Candis and Denise and I turned 30, we stayed a night in Park City to celebrate. This year we all turn 40 and we stayed the night there again, this time with my girls too. We showered each other with gifts, shopped, ate treats, laughed, and went swimming. Candis and Denise talked about Jeff Nielsen, the cutest boy in 5th grade- the same way they've talked about him for about 30 years, and I reminded them about the day my older brother gave Jeff Nielsen a bloody nose on the playground AND that nobody thinks about Jeff Nielsen except the four times we get together twice a year.
Before we got together I made them a gift basked titled "How to Survive Turning 40" and included all this:
We found new clothes at the outlets and went to the Olympic training center to watch skiers flip into the water and brave folks tube down the steep ski runs. We played on the playground, went through the museum, and hit McDonad's for ice cream.
Before we got together I made them a gift basked titled "How to Survive Turning 40" and included all this:
Candis' mom put together a basket for us and a bag of stuff for my girls, including new flip-flops. Candis made us bracelets and Denise made a gift bag of things we loved over the last four decades (including a gift card in a *drum roll* cassette tape holder. She still has tapes...
Always grateful for my girlfriends who stay my good friends and have adopted my three into our clan.
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