Wednesday, February 6, 2008

One Year Deeper Into the Thirties

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.

2 comments:

Robert K. said...

I know where you're coming from. 30 wasn't too terrible, because I could point out that I was just barely into my thirties--practically still in my twenties! 31 was rough because that illusion had to come to an end. At 34, I think you're officially past the point where you can claim to be in your "early thirties" rather than your "mid-thirties."

The games we play with language...

double D said...

Oh the sadness of it all....well, at least you don't have to go it alone! I will let you know how it goes for me.... :-) Don't forget this Friday we are going to party it up like we are still in our early 20s!!!! You better be there.
OH Yeah, and I think that your "snow day" would really help make it easier to swallow....I heard on the news this morning that Monday night into Tuesday we could get some freezing rain...