A very Weird birthday, indeed.

WOW!

First off, I'd like to give a great big "THANK YOU" to everyone for the great birthday wishes. Despite my melancholy of the other day, the actual birthday was fantastic. The boyfriend took me to see Weird Al. Granted, it wasn't something on my list of things to do...but when the opportunity presents itself, why say no?

I'm sooooooo glad I didn't say no.



Al puts on such an energetic show that it's hard not to get caught up in it. And it doesn't hurt that we were second row either ;)


I'm sure you're all just dying to see the rest of my birthday list, right? I suppose I shouldn't make you wait any longer...you could, after all, just scroll down past all of my rambling to read the list. So here you go:


28 Things I've Learned About Life...and Myself (Part II)


15. Laughter really is the best medicine...unless, of course, you've just had abdominal surgery. Then it just hurts.
16. If they can't take you at your worst, they don't deserve you at your best.
17. Take a lot of pictures.
18. I'm never going to be "normal" and I'm perfectly okay with that.
19. You are never too old to color.
20. An earring fetish is so much better (and more affordable) than a shoe fetish.
21. Life is NOT like a box of chocolates. If it were, we'd all be 800 lbs. and diabetic.
22. Whiskey is NOT a good thing.
23. The words we speak in anger today may be the difference between life and death for some one else tomorrow. Choose your words wisely.
24. Laundry is NEVER-ending.
25. There will always be an appropriate movie quote for every situation or conversation. If you don't have one, you need to watch more movies.
26. A good book is a great, inexpensive vacation.
27. Spelling and grammar matter more than you might think.
28. It IS possible to make a New Year's Resolution and keep it.


There it is folks...the most valuable knowledge of my 28 years of life. I've got to say, it's a pretty impressive list from my point of view. Maybe I've contributed something after all, hmm?

On that note, I'm off to rotate laundry and wait for the boyfriend to get home from his appointment. It's his birthday today and I'd like to spend some "us" time before he has practice and I have to trudge along to the daily grind. A side note...who actually likes to get their teeth cleaned and likes it so much that they actually schedule a cleaning at 9am on their birthday? Am I the only one befuddled by this craziness?

Toodles!

"...I woke with this fear, what am I leaving when I'm done here?..."

It's Monday morning again. The sun is shining, the boyfriend officially starts his week of vacation today and we're having a bbq with a few of our fabulously divine friends tonight. I should be thrilled, right? So why am I sitting at the computer all blah and stuffs?

Well, because tomorrow is the big day, y'all. I'll be another year older and I've gotta tell you, as of late, I'm not so fond of birthdays. Well, I like other peoples' birthdays, (Who doesn't like free cake?) but not such a fan of my own. This icky feeling about getting older started a few years back. It was my 25th birthday and I was feeling pretty good. I had just seen Linkin Park in concert, I was single and loving life. Then my mother said something that put a big fat halt on all of the warm and fuzzies.

"You're theoretically a third of the way done with your life and what do you have to show for it?"

As you might have noticed, my mother and I are like oil and water.

So now, every year, I reflect and wonder what the hell I've done with my life? I'll be 28 tomorrow, the big 3-0 is right around the corner, my little man will be 10 this winter and all this adds up to me feeling very ancient. I had every intention of doing a little weekend recap for you this morning but the more I think, the more I dwell on life and what I've done with mine. And so I guess that brings me to this list the boyfriend and I started. In an effort to prove that the last 28 years have not been completely futile, (Am I maudlin today, or what?!) I've started a list of things I've learned about life and myself. I'll post the first half of the list today and the second half after the boyfriend and I get back from celebrating our birthdays. (His is on Thursday.)

28 Things I've Learned About Life...and Myself


1. Always write your ideas down. You will NOT remember in the morning.
2. Jealousy is human nature. It is also a wasted emotion.
3. Cleaning is a GREAT way to burn off some anger and rage.
4. It takes too much energy to be what you think people expect you to be. Just be you.
5. Chocolate is NEVER a bad thing.
6. Sometimes you have to throw responsibility out the window and take a chance.
7. Not all girls are catty- about 98% of them are. Find the ones who aren't and start a club.
8. Marriage is a LOT easier to get into than get out of.
9. It's better to have four jobs you love than one job you hate.
10. Music makes everything better. Everything.
11. Karma will ALWAYS come back.
12. Patience is a virtue...just not one that I possess.
13. Best friends give the absolute best love.
14. Never give up on your dreams.


To be continued after the celebrations...

Adios folks!

"After 30, a body has a mind of its own." -Bette Midler

*Warning* Today's blog is primarily for the ladies. Seeing as how I don't really know how it feels to be an aging man.


The thing about getting older, at least for me, is that it's not so much the number that affects me as it's the landmarks along the way that scream to me "YOU'RE FREAKIN' OLD!!"

A fellow blogger is turning the "Big 3-0" soon and her blogs have started me thinking...whatever happened to that list of things I was gonna have accomplished by the time I was 30? I feel like the "Big 3-0" has been stealthily sneaking up on me and all of a sudden I've turned around and noticed it's right on my ass like a bad tail-gater. I'll be 28 in a few months and now all I can think about are the little signs that I'm getting old, that pretty soon I'm going to be that lady instead of that girl.

Here are a few signs you might be following closely in my footsteps:

You know you're getting old if your joints ache or crack when you move.

You know you're getting old if you get called "Ma'am" instead of "Miss".

You know you're getting old when your son asks for a cell phone...and he's only in 3rd grade.

You know you're getting old when your friends ask you to go out and you choose to stay home because your shows are on.

You know you're getting old if you visit a chat room and you could have birthed any of the people in the room.

You know you're getting old if you notice that you have more gray hair than your natural color.

You know you're getting old when you start to look forward to nap time...and you're not in preschool.

You know you're getting old when they don't ask for your I.D. at the bar anymore.

You know you're getting old when you go out Friday night and are still recovering Monday morning.

You know you're getting old when the shows you enjoyed just a few years ago are now on "Nick at Night".

You know you're getting old when your favorite band is played on the Classic Rock radio station.

You know you're getting old if you see a girl dressed to kill and instead of being jealous, you want to tell her to cover up.

You know you're getting old when the people you partied with in college now invite you to weddings, anniversary parties and baby showers.

And finally:

You know you're getting old when in addition to plucking your eyebrows, you now have to pluck that annoying black hair on your chin that keeps popping up.

Just a few guidelines, ladies. I hope they help. And if you have anything to add to the list, leave it in the comments:)