So I’m trying my best to get everything caught up blog wise. Figured if I finally got up to date then maybe I wouldn’t feel like blogging is such a pain in the ass.
May 31st I turned another year older, goodbye mid-twenties hello thirty..
I remember waiting so impatiently for my 16th bday to arrive. Sixteen was the bday to beat all birthdays the year of the driver’s license! Yay!! Independence - well with the exception of the age old request, “Dad can I have gas money”. Then it was off to wait for my 18th. Hell yeah no more sneaking into clubs hoping that I didn’t get asked for ID. No more sending the boyfriend for my cigarettes I could finally buy them legally. That was a great year which sent me off to wait for my 21st. Okay now 21 years old I can do anything I want to do legally. Turning 21 gave me the ability to rag on Tracy about beating her to it 2 full months before her birthday but not much else. What would the next big milestone be? Who the hell wants to go from young and wild to quickly approaching 30 years old!
I love my life and everything that I have experienced since my first memory. But I totally did not want to get old. Believe me when I say I was in no hurry. My idea was to turn 23 and stay there.. LoL Old enough to do all I wanted to with a few years experience. Yep 23 and holding that’s my story I plan on sticking to it. My actual birthday was great! Great party, yummy cake, and my wonderful family helped me celebrate. But I couldn’t help but think about the OMG amount of candles on that cake this year! Thirty is fast approaching and I plan to enjoy every minute of the journey there. Then I can start complaining how I’m damn near 40!! ROFLMA When meeting some one new who asks my age I still mutter, “23 and holding!!”
