THERE’S ONLY ONE THING ON MY BUCKET LIST: TO DIE LAUGHING!
Yeah, I know, I won’t be around to cross it off the list, but it makes putting anything else on the list redundant.
If you’re a woman who thinks her best years are behind her… you’ve come to the right place.
Why? Because this is where you’ll get a much-needed “thinking makeover.” Believing any of those feeble thoughts that your brain is serving up to you will make you die with a sad face.
Something happens when we turn 40. (For some of us it’s 39; for others, maybe it’s 47–who’s really counting?) Sometimes we notice. Sometimes we don’t notice until something happens: we look in the mirror and we don’t recognize the person who’s looking back.
We may ask ourselves, “Is this it?” Or, ”Now what?” And, ”Is anybody ever going to explain why there are no ‘B’ batteries?”
(Seriously, has no one else ever asked this question?)
I’m glad you’re here. We are a tribe of women dedicated to creating a future that is bigger and better than anything we’ve created in the past.
The train doesn’t stop here; it becomes a silver bullet here.
We’re just getting started, Mama-cakes.
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I truly believe it’s what we do with our lives after 40 that really counts. (I made that up–but I like it. It doesn’t let us off the hook. It doesn’t allow us to rest on the leaves of our Laurus Nobilis tree.)
Besides, the first forty-odd years were just practice–now it’s time to launch the shiitakes out of your life.
We’re starting a new kind of woman’s movement: a gutsy glorious movement that demands that we step up; that we go all in; that we leave nothing undone.
‘Cause this is here is real. And it’s raw. And sexy. And divine. Even when it brings us to our knees.
Want to join our gutsy glorious movement? I hope so, because we need you. We need to hear your voice. We need to hear what makes you hippity hoppity happy and what makes you want to kick the treads off your Super Swamper tires. (If you actually have Super Swampers, I’m beyond impressed. We should talk.)
Listen up Gutsy Girl: there’s no room for wallowing here–okay, fine, you’ve got exactly 6-and-a-half minutes to wallow, and then it’s time to get back in the game. What? You thought you could wallow for longer than that? Think again. And if that doesn’t work, maybe you need a Pink Pill–my daily supplement for the way to re-think your life. You can get one of those here. And there’s more where those came from. (Warning: they’re addictive.)
Stick around because if you’ve got guts, I’ll show you the glory. (I’ll even let you borrow some of my guts to get you started.)
Make no mistake–you belong here.
x + o to infinity
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