Well, I’m 34 now. It’s a weird number. I’m out of the “early 30s” and into the “mid 30s”. Something about that bothers me for some reason. I feel like I am losing my youth and the right to be cute. I know that sounds odd and I can’t think of a better way to phrase it. Although people seem to be younger these days than they were say when my parents were my age. Does that make sense? Am I too old for my punky coloured hair and various piercings? I don’t think so, but I feel like mid 30s should be more adult or something. I did mention this before on my blog but I feel like people are actually a decade behind where they really are. 30 is the new 20. 40 is the new 30. Etc. And as long as I feel young then I guess it’s a matter of how a person feels, then? Yes?
I don’ t know. What I DO know is that for the first time in the past 2 years I have actually felt renewed this January. It has nothing to do with birthdays, but the year I think. Last year was miserable for so many people and 2008 wasn’t all that peachy either. But this year? This year I feel like there’s promise. Of what? I don’t know. But I have this enthusiastic energy about me and around me that I think that’s a good thing.
Considering that on my birthday last year I was here:
This year was pretty awesome. Not to mention mild (for January). I even had sidewalks showing!
I spent my birthday festivities with family and terrific friends and have never felt more loved. I have a bunch of photos but I just don’t have the energy to edit them all right now. If you’re on facebook I have uploaded a bunch already. I don’t have to resize those ones. 😉
Thanks to everyone in my life, either close by or far away. I appreciate and love each and every one of you!