Yes, I did in fact turn thirty this January. And with little emotional fanfare as I tend to look forward to my birthdays (although I did freak out a bit when I was turning 27 and had no idea how to take care of my soon to arrive 1st born). I attribute my ability to ease gently into my thirties to the fact that I am in just the perfect spot in life. Not too many kids, not to few, good guy at my side, a cozy little house in a great cit - and - unless you look really closely in the right wrong light, no gray hair.
However.
What is really wigging me out is that all of YOU are turning thirty. I can turn thirty. But when my entire peer group, in a single years time is blogging, facebooking and txt msging about the big 3-0 I suddenly realize - I am friends with old people.
So, I'll continue to age gracefully, thank you very much. But if the rest of you could stop, that'd be great.
Sunday, March 28, 2010
Its not me, its you...
Posted by Sweet Em at 9:54 PM
Labels: Birthday, Confession, Emily, Growing Up, I Think, Milestones
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Sorry babe. I guess I feel that way about other people's kids growing up. Is Spring popping up there? I planted a pomegranate and apricot tree this past week. My backyard is full of RoCkS.
How about that old man you're married to?
well, I'm going to 27 this year... so, add that to your list of "not quite as old as you" friends. =) I sound like Delmar on "O Brother Where Art Thou?" when he says "I'll only be 82!"
So Anyways... Happy Birthday! Sorry I missed it! =)
In response to Russ. I'm only 32, soon to be 33, someone has to stick around to help bring perspective to her age, right? She still feels young because she's married to me. Tessa told me I have gray hair! What you gonna to do?
Don't worry about me... I stopped aging five years ago.
-Jen
is this why you keep me around?
I have absolutely no intention of turning thirty. ever.
I felt somewhat the same about turning twenty 5!
Oh wait.. I guess i'm 27...
My Grandpa was 29 until the day he died. Maybe I should follow his example. I am not ready to be 30 this year either.
Twenty nine, shwenty nine.
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