Another year, another number

Forty-one things about the here and now

Posted: March 12, 2014 at 6 a.m.

In a few days, I'll turn 41 -- which is a year past the black balloons and the "Oh Lordy, she's 40" jokes. And it's two years past 39, which I always felt was a desperate-sounding age, like it's clinging to its last shred of youth by brittle fingernails.

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