Downhill to 40

As 40 rapidly approaches for me this week (Friday) I have begun to notice some changes in my body.

Say today for instance.

There I am, deep in thought, when my hand grazes my chins (yes, chins, keepin it real.)

I feel something wirey, yet soft.

What was Meghan? you say.

A hair.

Not only one but three.

Gasp!

There I said it.

The closer 40 gets, the more chin hairs sprout.

They are either white or black.

Sorry to be so graphic.

My blog.

Not only that, my knees are killing.

They always have but they seem to be getting worse.

Let's not talk about the girls.

You know what Im talking about.

Girls, twins, tatas, kasaba melons.

Gravity is not my friend.

I would like to know why is that when I lay down, the girls decide they are more comfy on the sides of body in between the side of chest & my arms.

Attractive, I know!

So tell me, when you were approaching a new decade in your life, what have you experienced?