Showing posts with label Birthday. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Birthday. Show all posts

Friday, July 20, 2007

Life Begins at 30

One of my new colleagues turns the big 3 0 at the weekend and is viewing the experience with some trepidation. This may have had something to do with the fact that her flatmate told her that the best time of her life had been that from 20 – 30 and after that it had gone downhill rapidly. To be fair there are a number of downsides that I have encountered since hitting 30 which I shall painfully relate:-

1. You develop an unhealthy obsession with “what the weather’s going to do tomorrow” and buy a sensible raincoat.

2. You dash home in time to see “Location Location Location” and know that your home must be “decorated in soft neutrals.”

3. You turn up to a nightclub only to have the bouncer ask you respectfully whose mum you are.

4. Your hairdresser has stopped asking you if you are “going anywhere nice tonight”.

5. All your friends are getting married and you haven’t met any single men of your own age for at least 10 years.

6. Your friends have stopped asking you if you are seeing anyone.

7. You meet your mum whilst admiring that lovely cable knit cardy in Marks and Spencers.

8. You realise that the 1980’s only seem like a few years ago.

9. You have colleagues who weren’t even born in the 1980’s.

10. And the worst? You find yourself quite enjoying that nice chap Terry Wogan on R2 of a morning.

I think that I convinced her however that things actually do get better after the age of 30. Actually hitting 30 itself was a bit painful for me but here’s why the subsequent years have been more than kind:-

1. Being cool and fashionable no longer matters and in fact it is quite acceptable to be a little eccentric.

2. You can economise by borrowing your mum’s clothes and shoes without fear of embarrassment or ridicule from your peers who are by now doing the same thing.

3. You now have friends who are older than you, thereby passing the important age milestones before you, making the process less painful when you reach them. (Thanks here must go particularly to R. and J.)

4. You start to mentally prepare for and look forward to the challenges of the mid life crisis.

5. You can criticise younger people for their taste in music and clothes sense and in fact it now becomes a new fun hobby.

6. Your boss doesn’t laugh when you mention that great new idea you have had. OK he also doesn’t take it much further but there is a sense of progress no matter how small.

7. You get to experiment with hair dye as a “gradual lightening” of your hair takes place.

8. Your auntie stops asking you what you are going to be when you grow up despite the fact that neither of you know yourselves yet.

9. When you buy far too many sweeties and the shop assistant gives you a funny look you can say “it’s for the kids”.

10. You can indulge in a relaxing snooze after lunch without anyone thinking anything untoward

See it’s not so bad it it? Now...... Roll on 40. (Gulp)

Monday, April 16, 2007

Inching Ever Closer

I had a birthday last week. It wasn't a scary age but it did have a 5 in it so it was halfway towards one or, if you prefer your cup half full, it was only five years away from a less scary one. I am very lucky to have friends both older and younger than me. I would heartily recommend this to anyone. Your younger friends will hopefully, in the main, be polite enough not to mention your advancing years and your older ones will have passed the scary age hurdles before you, hopefully lessening your fear to some degree as you approach the same stage. They will also mention with regularity just how lucky you are to be so much younger, and that can only make you feel better.

In order to celebrate, or perhaps just as an excuse, I had a party on Saturday night with the aforementioned friends. You know that you have reached that certain age when they bring their children. Don't get me wrong however. The children really were the life and soul of the party and it was great having them there. The prize for party animal of the night had to go to R. aged 2 who partied hard on a diet of water, smarties and wine gums until he fell asleep. The slightly older girls also had a ball and swapped fashion notes with us oldies to their hearts content.

I got some lovely presents - chocolates, wine, books etc so I really can't complain. We ate some of the homemade bread I have recently been trying to perfect and I think that I might have started a trend. It's now much better than my first attempt even though I do say so myself. One of my friends even mended my toilet seat which has never been right but I have never quite got around to doing anything about it. On a slightly stickier note, I was left with a lovely wine gummy mess attached to my sofa, but my mum thinks that she can get it off. You never can tell what's going to happen when you have a party.

Things wound up around midnight, and as everyone spilled down the stairs and out into the night, our next extravaganza was planned. Inspired, no doubt by the glorious weather during the weekend, we are now planning a Barbecue at my humble abode with no less than two barbecues so that we can invite more people (the entire village perhaps?).

A good night was had by all. Here’s hoping for some good weather over the summer so that we can have that double barbecue.