Anya ,'Sleeper'
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
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.
Didn't want it to happen and refused to acknowledge it. I just know it made my grumpy.
Yup yup yup. Like Steph, I am a total birthday whore. I love my birthday. Last year, I had to be FORCED to celebrate it. Totally out of character for me.
My birthdays are usually low key affairs. Just dinner out and maybe a movie or something, being the loner I am.
My thirties are way better than my twenties for a variety of reasons. I was glad to turn 30 because after that no one can say "are 29 again?" or some such variation of that.
I'll be 33 in 11 days. !!!!! I'm a little freaked out about this but I'm not sure why.
Turning 30 was kind of a blur -- we were out in Wyoming and faced with moving back east unexpectedly, and Ben was only two months old. I think I mostly packed that day.
Next year is 40, and I'm excited about it. I feel like my forties are going to be a lot better than my thirties.
Like Steph, I am a total birthday whore.
I am, too, although they rarely live up to my unreasonable expectations of National Holiday! and I got a pony! and Presents and Cake and Happiness All! Day! Long!