On January 11, 2010. At 5:00pm Eastern. I turned 40. It was pretty uneventful. I was actually in the gym working on my biceps. Pretty uneventful considering that 40 years ago at that same time, the bells throughout Lagos, Nigeria rang to indicate the end of the Biafran War. I always like to remind people that my birth signaled the ending of a war. Notice I said nothing about peace.

So, what's it like to turn 40? Pretty cool. I was surprised by my co-workers with a vegan chocolate cake. I never saw it coming. It was cool. I ate a sliver because I was heading out to dinner with the husband. We went to Perry Street. I highly recommend anything run by Jean-Georges Vongerichten. Genius always comes to mind. And I was not disappointed. I highly suggest the crispy poached eggs with caviar and creme fraiche. They also make a mean fried chicken. The dessert was delish. The cocktails fabulous. It was wonderful.

Still, what's it like to turn 40? Nice. Especially because I have to love and support of someone extra special. Above all else, he's my friend. I work with people who are at odds with their "partners". It's weird to think that some of them don't consider their significant others friends. I can't imagine that. Wouldn't you just leave after a while?

I don't feel different from 39. I had a big birthday brunch for my 39th birthday. It was great. But for some reason, for this one, I needed it to just be me and my husband. I loved it. We loved it. It was all I could have wanted it to be. No more. No less.

I highly suggest turning 40 to everyone. Especially if it turns out the way my day did. Later.  ¶ 12:23 AM