exactly thirty-eight days ago, i embarked on yet another milestone birthday!
and this was the BIG one…
(well, the biggest one to date…)
the one that rhymes with such alluring words as:
(you get the drift of it…)
ahhhh yes, the BIG 3-0!
10,957 days, 262,968 hours, 15,778,080 minutes, and 946,684,800 seconds older…
but who’s counting?!
so like most people my age, i was simultaneously dreaming of and dreading it…
but after spending the entire month of April celebrating its inevitable arrival, i ended up getting over it almost as quickly as it popped up…
and to be completely honest, not too much has changed.
however, i have noticed a few differences that i am not necessarily thrilled about:
– i have about five actual white hairs… i swear the minute it became midnight, those little fuckers just blissfully sprouted out!
– i still do not like wine… i was under the impression that when i hit my 30’s, that i would somehow develop an affinity for it, but alas, i was mistaken.
– i have a single wrinkle over my left eyebrow that is currently wreaking a ton of havoc on my forehead… and it is making me extremely uncomfortable!
– i have attended an engagement, wedding, or baby shower almost every week… and i am still over here like, well, if you even kind of sort of enjoy it, then maybe you might want to consider putting a ring, string or placeholder on it?
but one thing will remain true no matter how many years pass me by…
i may be getting older, but growing up is never an option.
now, LET THEM EAT CAKE!