How did you celebrate your 40th?

dianetheartist

I got married on my 40th....met my hubby 1 year and 4 days before...I was dragged out for a drink by my son on the Saturday night--met my lovely hubby that night and never looked back..celebrated my 39th birthday together ..he had a heart attack 2 years and week after we wed but that has meant we have spent every day together since. I have never been happier--and when they say life begins at 40--mine certainly did...

VestanPance

Walked up Ben Nevis. Walked back down and then scoffed a fish supper.

marisco_2

I hope the weather was good so you could enjoy the fabulous views.

VestanPance

It was actually one of the three sunny days that year, so great views from the top.

marisco_2

Sun shines on the righteous or the devil looks after his own

marisco_2

I have decided what to do for my 40th and am so excited

My dad and stepmum have offered to have my boys for a long weekend. I am off to New York for 4 nights to stay with some old friends. I haven't seen them in years. Oh my god, it is going to be a blast, life really does start at 40

Where is a 'doing cartwheels' smilie when you want one.

VestanPance

Enjoy New York, wonderful city.

marisco_2

So good they named it twice. I am currently bouncing round the walls with excitement :rotfl:

skintlass

Don't get me wrong - I have been lucky in my life and travelled all over it's just that I realised when I tried to arrange my 40th that I was more likely to put myself out for my friends than they were for me.

System

My 40th was a bit of a washout.

We had arranged to meet some friends we had made through an online bike forum we (or should i say i) had joined.

The day of the meet was the day after my birthday so we booked a room in nice hotel. My eldest son although had left home offered to look after his younger siblings and away we went the night before the meet on the bike.

We had a nice meal, just got settled in our hotel room when we had a phone call from my oldest daughter who was living 30 miles away from home. She had a garbled phone call from her youngest sister that there was trouble at home.

Someone had to get home to see what the problem was. Although i was ready to come home hubby suggested i stay in the hotel and he'd drive back home as we had still got this meet the next day and there was no point us both being shattered next day so i stayed. I was lonely, couldnt sleep, worried, and all emotions mixed into one. The Queen Mother had died earlier on in the day and i lay and watched endless hours of the News being played all through the night.

Hubby got back to me during the morning and we were almost too late for the bike meet. It should have been a lovely occasion but it was marred by dissappointment/anger/worry of what was going on at home.

Yes, it was a 40th i'll never forget (no matter how much i would prefer to).