I only have one more week at my current age.
On February 12, the clock ticks forward and I find myself a little deeper into my thirties. I remember being a teen and wondering what all the fuss was about with that one show Thirtysomething and thinking that all the characters on that show were so boringly old. And here I am, thirtysomething myself.
I don't feel that old. I feel in some ways like life has just gotten interesting. So birthdays aren't that big a deal. I'm not old. And growing older surely beats the alternative.
This is what I keep telling myself. But who am I kidding, really? Once you leave your 20s, birthdays suck. Let's not lie.
The only thing consoling me is that I have my eye on a few cool things for birthday presents. In case you haven't started your shopping yet.
The Birthday List, 2008
1. A snow day. A good old-fashioned snow day where the flaky stuff starts falling before bedtime and we get the "Schools are closed" phone call in time for me to not set the alarm clock. I know only mother nature can take care of this request, but in case she's listening...
2. A week where no one in the family is sick, or in the hospital, and Jason's work doesn't call a single time at 2am needing him to solve a problem. We need a little relief from the stress.
3. A Kindle. I suppose I should wait on this until they come down in price and the bugs get worked out, though. But how cool does that look? Cool to a book nerd, anyway.
4. The new American Idol game for the Wii. I know I suck as a singer, but how cool would it be to actually have "Simon" tell me I suck?
I'm not asking much. Just a token, really. A trifle. Mmmmm...trifle. Add a nice mocha brownie trifle to the list while we're at it.