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Someone should write a column about you on Girl-Wonder!
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Clearly, I have superpowers.
Someone should write a column about you on Girl-Wonder!
I've been itching to turn 30 for my last few birthdays because I feel like when I get there, I will finally feel my age for the first time ever in my life.
I have never gotten used to being a "young adult," ever.
blushing furiously at the many sweet compliments
Hey, what adult birthday celebrations have you had or been to that were particularly fun or memorable? I might steal pay homage to them in whatever I end up doing.
I'm 30 Right Now AIFG. But I'm on a big Crusade To Appreciate The Age I Am While I Am It. 'Cause I think I spent too much time wishing I was a different age and I have no interest in doing that for the rest of my life, 'cause then I miss all the ages wishing I was something else.
moving from being a dino fan to a horse fan.
Horses are more accessible. My older sister did this, too, reportedly at about the same age.
I honestly don't remember what I did for my 30th birthday. I've been thinking about it since yesterday and I seriously cannot remember.
My birthdays in my 30's have been either depressing or not memorable. Just the actual days themselves. I'm enjoying living the actual decade even tho some spectacularly crappy things have happened in it.
My theory on turning 30 is that it's almost guaranteed to be better than 29 was.
I'm having a hard time believing that my little baby Leif is going to be four in a few days.
Amazing.
My 20's were good. 30's were ok (considering I'm halfway through). I think I'm going to really enjoy my 40's.
One thing about this board, is that I SUCK at guessing people's ages from their posts.
Mmm. I missed a call on my cell phone from Miami, FL. I don't know anyone in Miami. And the voicemail was in Spanish. I don't speak Spanish. This is following up a few weeks ago when I got several repeat phone calls on my cell from a Spanish speaking woman who KEPT CALLING BACK, even though I answered and told her repeatedly, "No abla Espanol." *sigh*
31? Depressing as shit. No idea why.
That happened to me, too! Thirty was an awesome dinner with the boyfriend, going to a piano bar afterward and then to a Sevillana bar to watch the dancing. Thirty-one? I don't even remember. Didn't want it to happen and refused to acknowledge it. I just know it made my grumpy.