Holy crap. My sister has reached a milestone birthday.
You know, I like being in my forties. I have found it very liberating even if the "happy fat" is multiplying. But being in my forties means, I don't care!
My sister turning 40 today, however, is a different matter. It makes me feel old!

(Min is rockin' the short hair now -- but not quite the 1974 look! -- but I don't have a photo of that.)