The New Forty blog is the realization of a promise I made to myself upon my entry into the new forty. Now with only six weeks left in year one of the new forty, I have to confess that I am surprised as anyone that I fulfilled my promise to self to write a little something each day. Suprised…and proud…and empowered to do more.
It has been a fascinating year thus far, filled with all the ups and downs that life has to offer. It has also been an exploration for me of not only who I am (and who I was), but also who I want to be in the new forty. Now with a mere six weeks left in year one I am thinking it is time to liberate the me that existed in the old forty – but that was locked away for awhile – the irrepressible and mischief-making Ms. C. Now, I realize that this will likely be cause for alarm for some who remember the me that was known as Ms. C. I understand if you will feel a need to alert local authorities and to warn friends and family, but I know you who know me well know that it is a liberation that has been long in the coming and is desperately needed.
So…the liberation of Ms. C…what exactly will that look like? Well, seeing as Ms. C, even though closeted for awhile, has moved into the new forty with even a better sense of self than the old forty it would seem that Ms. C’s liberation must be grander than her original emergence in the mid-nineties. Same core, but with renewed energy and commitment…oh yes…I can feel it in every ounce of my being…she’s back and there will be no prisoners.
So…with six weeks left of year one of the new forty it is time to officially liberate and feed the me that has been at the core of my being for many years now. This summer will be filled with exploration and fun and that is an agenda that is best suited to Ms. C….she is, after it is all said and done, the genesis for my fierceness and commitment to live large.
And so it is…the liberation of Ms. C…can you see the difference already? It’s there alright – a certain mischievousness and determination that begs you to come along for the ride…please do come along. 😉
Day three hundred and twenty-one of the new forty – obla di obla da
Ms. C
THE NEW FORTY 
I can feel it in every ounce of my being…she’s back and there will be no prisoners. Do you respect the Geneva Convention or do you still waterboard?????? 🙂 Rich…
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Rich ~ As always, you get right to the crux of the matter.
I have given up on waterboarding (I have so many other methods that are far more effective), but make no mistake – the torture will continue so approach at your own risk! 🙂
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You are a hoot! I will hit the new forty the same day you start year two of said new forty. If I could channel 1/4 of the energy, I’d probably be looking forward to it with excitement, rather than trepidation…
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I missed Ms.C….she is so much more of an Ethel. Welcome back!! We have to plan a trip together. IAEM anyone? HAHA.
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Ms. C- we will have to celebrate your new forty-one when I see you in June. 🙂
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Abra ~ you, me and PW need to have a club birthday celebration this year. I cannot do it directly on the b-day weekend, but can do it before or after…let’s make it happen! 🙂
Tam ~ we do need to go light up some city with mischief…can you go to San Antonio in October for IAEM?
Miss Amy ~ can’t wait!! It is going to be EPIC! :-}
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