If you miss the faux pearls, you get the ducks

I'm just sitting here letting my mind wander, reminiscing about the last decade of my life. I've been thinking a lot about my thirties in the last few months, but especially tonight--the eve of my fortieth birthday. (Damn, that's hard to type.) I found myself googling thirty, thirty-nine, the thirties, and thirty-something. I found a bunch of clips from the old TV series, Thirty-Something on You Tube and chose one at random. Funny how it wasn't a random choice at all. I'll always try to remember to appreciate the two minute increments of my life, and try not to fret over missing out on the pearls. I hope all of you will do the same. Enjoy!