Is it just me, or as we get older, do we start to care less and less about those special days that come but once a year?
In exactly one week I will turn 25, which my family has kindly noted is officially quarter-life. Gee, swell. Thanks to the peanut gallery on the calendar of my life.
I also noted how little I truly care.
That’s me, not caring.
Isn’t it so sad the days of counting down to the old birthday are now behind us? And you can forget about balloons, as fun as you still think they are.
Luckily, for me, my mom does still care. They planned a week at their beach house around my blessed day of birth, and I will joining them for a relaxing week at the shore.
After Sunday, I will need it.
Being a Philly girl in the New York land is hard – people will stop you when you’re wearing Philly memorabilia on a Tuesday in off-season. So, with two rivalry games this Sunday (Eagles play the NY Giants, but more importantly, the Phillies play the Yankees in the World Series) a little R and R will practically be mandated.
Consider this my “see you when I’m 25 and tan” post. I won’t be giving you my weekly KBisms, to which 90 percent of you can be grateful. Enjoy my vacation, gang.
Do you enjoy your birthday still?
GO PHILLIES!!!
Happy Birthday, girl!
why, thank you!
Happy quarter life! Wait till you’re 30 and tell me how you feel then! hahah.
but you pull 30 off so eloquently, james price!
I haven’t enjoyed my birthday since I was 16 and 18. 17 was uneventful. 21 was sad because drinking wasn’t fun anymore.
25 is being able to rent a car. How symbolic.
Happy Philadelphia Sports Weekend!
you were over drinking by 21? your high school experience must have been wild in those burbs, spaeth.
My senior year of high school, there was a stripper at my birthday party. This was endorsed by my parents. I could go on, but I think that probably sums up a lot.
My most recent birthday I spent in Urgent Care getting qtips up my nose as I was tested for swine flu (negative, happy birthday!)
I still celebrate the birthdays – but not with the countdown and fanfare of old.
Now, it’s just an excuse to go out an eat a nice dinner… and buy a cake. I love cake.
And btw – Happy Birthday!
i’m so glad to hear you don’t have H1N1, liz! 🙂
i’m looking forward to the nice dinner on the beach, don’t get me wrong – and thank you so much for the birthday wishes!
Happy b-day dear! One day late, I’m sorry.
I hope you had a great day!