The New 21


So I turned 31 years old on Tuesday. Although - probably due to my old age and failing eyesight - my brain must have misinterpreted the "3" and "1" shaped candles on my birthday cake. Because due to the four (F-O-U-R!) pimples I sprouted overnight, I'm pretty sure my body thought I was turning 13. It was all, "OMG! I'm a teenager now. Let's, like, get some zits." But my hair, ever-sensible, countered with, "Oh you silly oil glands. You're actually in your thirties now. Here, let me show you by weaving in these new strands of old-lady gray."

And then the non-pimply part of my face was like, "We ought to just deepen these crows' feet so that it's perfectly clear how old she is."

I'm pretty sure that's what happened.

It's weird that I'm officially "in my thirties." I mean, up until two days ago I was thirty, but ... that's all. Like, just thirty. Teetering on the edge. But now it's like I've jumped off the precipice. The next time my age has a zero at the end of it, I'll be ... *whisper* forty.

But if forty is the new thirty, and thirty is the new twenty, that means I'm the new TWENTY-ONE.

Who wants to go for drinks?!     


11 comments:

  1. I'll be joining you in that club tomorrow. Hopefully not in the zit club, though. Happy Birthday!

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  2. Happy Birthday! And I'm totally up for a drink, like, anytime. ;)

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  3. Jessica Armstrong LasaSeptember 1, 2011 at 11:19 AM

    Yep, birthdays pretty much mean nothing to me now. Last year when I turned 30 I had a meltdown adn decided I would tell everyone I was 27. Unfortunately, I'm not looking any younger either. Happy Birthday again!

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  4. Happy Birthday!

    Let's get some drinks, that sounds awesome.

    I've had gray hair since I was 20. Thanks to genetics. Sucks.

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  5. Happy, Happy Birthday! Compared to me, you're still a spring chicken. Enjoys those drinks, I can't hang with that crowd anymore. *sigh*

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  6. In a few short months I will be *gasp* 34 - which really should be in caps lock but you can't do that with numbers. Now I can't even pretend I'm not fully in my thirties - I'm not even early thirties, just MID-thirties. Boo hiss. I am NOT pleased. Wasn't I just 29 like a year ago? I call bullshit on this getting old stuff

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  7. Happy birthday! For some reason, the 5's are hardest for me - 25 is closer to 30 than to 20, 35 is closer to 40 than to 30... So now you have THAT to look forward to. You're welcome.

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  8. I like your line of thinking!

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  9. Dang...I thought 40 was the new 20 - so that would make you almost 16...so the pimples are appropriate, then, right?!

    WM

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  10. Happy Birthday! Awwww, to be 31 again...but hey, people still think I am so it's all good. And pimples? Don't think they ever disappear for good...thhbbb!

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