Turning 50 equals feeling fabulous
For the first time, I had a party, not just any party, but a house par-tay! I thought if we are still stuck in Covid purgatory and it’s hard to organise anything due to social distancing, then we may as well bring the folk to us. In my last post I talked about attitude and age, my part-ay was testament to that. My lounge room served as a dance floor while the kitchen was the makeshift bar. I was asked how I felt, and my answer rolled off my tongue quite easily… fantastic! We part-ayed better than people half our age. And while phones were present only for the camera use, no one sat in a corner checking their socials. Instead, Great catering, great conversation made way for a great atmosphere. And as my friends and family sang me happy birthday, I felt that 50 is fabulous! I have a voice that is heard, a mind in which to conceptualise and the motivation to be grateful each and every day!
Published: Sylvia Jimenez
My friend Selina.
A few weeks ago a work trip took me across the seas into downtown San Antonio. I was excited for the upcoming travels not only because I would be partaking in a summit of creatives, but the fact that I would be able to spend time with a past colleague who ultimately became a good friend after we both parted ways with an ex employer. (Left voluntarily, not the other way around!) You see Selina departed our shores to pursue a beau in the mid-western states and well, now she can safely say she’ll be wearing cowboy boots with nearly every outfit. What I also ascertained very quickly, was that San Antonio Texas is full of big things. Big trucks, Big voices and Big Appetites.
Published: Sylvia Jimenez