birthday wishes
Happy Birthday to me, Happy Birthday to me, Happy Birthday dear Mee-ee, Happy Birthday to me.
Ok, so here it is, the day I've been dreading for the past year, I'm officially 30. Can't say I'm glad about it either. I believe this is the point where people start fudging about their age (I'm twenty seven, how old did you think I was?).
I've spent the day pretending that it isn't my birthday. I woke up and did dishes and fought with the kids and chased after new puppies and other everyday stuff. Then I took my oldest to finish her school shopping. All the while I avoid conversations with anybody (including hubby and kids) that revolve around what today is. I arrive home from shopping, waiting for me are phone calls from both my parents. They just wanted to remind me, the ratio of my age to theirs is shrinking quickly. Thanks mom, Thanks dad. Then my beautiful, talented, funny, and brilliant sister posts a blog about my birthday. Thanks sis! (Couldn't you find a more appealing photo?)
Anyhow, yes I know I'm getting older, yes I know I'm not twenty something anymore, yes I know forty is just around the corner, yes I know I've used a third of my life now, and yes... I know all the other nonsense that goes along with the milestone I've reached today. So, thanks to everybody who feels the need to remind me that I am indeed getting up there.
Ok, so here it is, the day I've been dreading for the past year, I'm officially 30. Can't say I'm glad about it either. I believe this is the point where people start fudging about their age (I'm twenty seven, how old did you think I was?).
I've spent the day pretending that it isn't my birthday. I woke up and did dishes and fought with the kids and chased after new puppies and other everyday stuff. Then I took my oldest to finish her school shopping. All the while I avoid conversations with anybody (including hubby and kids) that revolve around what today is. I arrive home from shopping, waiting for me are phone calls from both my parents. They just wanted to remind me, the ratio of my age to theirs is shrinking quickly. Thanks mom, Thanks dad. Then my beautiful, talented, funny, and brilliant sister posts a blog about my birthday. Thanks sis! (Couldn't you find a more appealing photo?)
Anyhow, yes I know I'm getting older, yes I know I'm not twenty something anymore, yes I know forty is just around the corner, yes I know I've used a third of my life now, and yes... I know all the other nonsense that goes along with the milestone I've reached today. So, thanks to everybody who feels the need to remind me that I am indeed getting up there.
posted by Heather | 7:29 PM
4 Comments:
YOU'RE OLD!
and sure, i have lots more appealing pictures, but i like that one best. it's my blog and you're not the boss of it! :P
how was ti? now that the day has passed? i have to tell you, i didn't feel any differently than i did at 29...and 32 doesn't feel any different either. relax. it's only a number :)
Happy Be-lated Birthday!
Tina-watch out or I'll hit you with a boombox
Jo-Dee-thankfully it's past and no I don't feel any different
Lorin- Thanks
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