Blog blog blog..... a story about a girl, well woman, late thirties how interesting is that. Relationships, children, careers, friendships all been done before I hear you say But this has a lil twist .. Im a kiwi growing up at the age of 38 WOW I finally know me woohooo only took me a certain amount of time to figure who I am, what I want and where Im going. A KIWI, whats a damn kiwi, a furry fruit that tastes yummy on the inside ..yep thats me, some individuals in the world have never heard of kiwis. We are New Zealanders with a cute lil nickname. To add to that aswell I am a geek and love the fact I can plaster my life learning over the web for a few aimless souls to read. So Kiwi Girl pulls up her pedastal and soap box ready to spout her few words of wisdom to the world.
First things first, 38 is that the new 25 I think it is, I look at Mom when she was my age, momsy and always baking, hell whats an oven, I made muffins once in 1998, I was pregnant and nesting give me a break. I go out still, drink far to much, check out men, probably ones that are far too young and still living with their mothers too. Are we a nation of growing up later. I talk amongst my friends, we are all in similar situations, babies are growing up, husbands are growing out and careers are becoming very important, to curb the nappy brain and feel like a woman again. Pre children, I wore my business suit to work, swayed my hips as I walked along the street teetering on heels far to high, delivering documents, attending meetings and flirting with the numerous geeky men in the office. Now I look at my outdated business suits and yearn for those days again, but this time to be in a position of power, prove my intelligence in a male orientated world and get them to look past the blonde hair thing.
I am a girl, I love girlie things but now its time to grow up ... this girl is interupted mid 30's to become a woman and that is where my blog starts. Watch this space
