Have you seen my youth?
Today is my 40th birthday.
It is hard to be depressed over your birthday when you have young children; they’re just so damn excited about it. My six-year-old has had a countdown going for the last three days.
I’ve always been pretty nonchalant about age. The year I was 28 I spent about nine months telling people I was 29 by mistake. It really hasn’t been something that I’ve been thinking about that much. I guess when my husband and sister both turned 40 a couple of years ago I mentally turned along with them.
However, as laissez-faire as I am about my age, now that this milestone birthday has actually arrived it does give me pause for thought.
As I sit here on my little notebook whipping this post out into the blogosphere, I remember when my family got it’s first computer. I was ten and it was a Commodore 64. It got it’s name from the impressive 64K RAM.
We played Pong.
Now I feel like I’m 40!
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I didn’t handle 40 all that great myself.
Hit reply too soon. But having little ones in the house does seem to help keep me young at heart at least.
Really? For real? Mine have made me old before my time. A colleague and I were just commenting how relaxed those people without children must be…
I believe that our youth is still dancing on the speakers at Jerry’s!
I think that’s where I saw her last. 🙂
50’s are even better!
I’m just getting used to the idea of my 40’s… don’t spring the 50’s on me yet!
Happy Birthday Steph!
yes yes. I empathize. i am hosting my niece and her friends – graduating from HIGH SCHOOL. WTF. They look like they just jumped off the cover of Cosmo (No not Elle, not Flare…) young and skinny and … We (the royal and general WE, the youth of the 80’s and 90’s that is) never looked that good. lucky them. Sigh. back to my glass of wine. I too will escape elegance.
ENJOY!
Thanks Shailla,
Kids today…
I was dancing with a much younger coworker at a work function and I said “I love this song, I used to have the 45” and his response was “what’s a 45?”. We are old indeed!
Let’s think of ourselves as “retro” instead 😉
Happy B-Day Steph!! Lots of love!
Thanks man!
I knew I was old when I mentioned the Berlin Wall to a (young) co-worker. He didn’t understand the reference…and then I remembered that it came down before he was born. Sigh.
Anyway, happy birthday!
Ahhh… just another opportunity to use the term whippersnappers! Thanks for the commiseration, Sandy.