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The big one

So I know it's been a couple of weeks, but I think it deserves mentioning. I turned 30. The black over the hill birthday. I just want you to know that I didn't feel any different, but I'm still in a newborn haze, so I'll let you know if it changes when the haze passes. The only thing that made me think that I was getting old is that when we pulled into a parking lot a car pulled in across from us and when the boys started getting out I thought to myself, "Surely they aren't old enough to drive. They look like they are barely in the sixth grade." I remembered someone saying that when high schoolers start to look young, then you are getting old. I don't know if I believe such a statment-maybe I'm just getting wiser and more knowledgeable and I understand better what I had no idea about before. I remember being a teenager and I'm surely not wanting to go back-so far the twenties have been my favorite part of my life span. Hopefully life continues to get better and better and better and when I turn thirty I'll happily report that my thirties are so far my favorite. I am going to write that I will do a blog of my favorite moments during my twenties which is a big project because I am so old that at the beginning of my twenties we still used film in our cameras so I will have to scan in some pictures, but I'll do that blog sometime this year. Haha-what a lengthy time line I just gave myself.....

Comments

aisy said…
Happy birthday! seriously, 30s rock. It's like the new 20 but you're hotter and have more money... at least that's what it was like for me.
DottieLou said…
wow... film camera's you are old... he he he
I hope you had a great Birthday this week I will be turning 30 too. Unlike you I am a little nervous about it.
I am coming up at the end of April I hope we can get together.
Valarie said…
30 isn't bad - actually I don't think I handled it very well. Wait until it's your baby that is the one that looks too young to drive - then you will feel old.
EA said…
Happy birthday Sadie! Sounds like you have the right attitude about turning thirty. I know that Paul is nervous about that birthday, next year, but I keep reassuring him that thirty is the new twenty. People are living must longer and so perhaps our prime has changed a bit as well.
The Studes said…
Oh my goodness I totaly forgot your birthday!!! I'm soooo sorry.

Happy belated birthday.

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