Monday, January 5, 2009

random thoughts on birthdays and aging.

Today is Susan Mitchell's birthday.
Happy Birthday Susan. My wife and I seem to share similar
feelings about birthdays. We kind of don't really like to embrace them. Find them kind of weird.
Birthday's are weird. I don't know why but neither of us like to have parties.
I think it is because everyone has a birthday. Like, what's the big deal.
Now, every once in a while it is time to celebrate. Then Susan wants some attention.
Like not everyone turns
30 everyday. Or 40. Then you go out and make a big deal about it. Take everyone out to
the Karaoke bar.
This is one of those "Off-Brand" birthdays. Susan doesn't make much of a fuss about.
Next year she wants to party, she told me. Next year is a big one.
I am already making plans...

I always have my biggest issues with those "Off-Brand" birthdays, as it turns out.
When I think about it, that's when I get all freaked out about having to get old. 39. SHit, that one was bad.
44 wasn't so hot either.Although I am really looking forward to
52. Don't ask me why, but that is an age that I will totally be excited to wrap my head around.

I have yet to deal with my own age now..
I only recently started to act like someone who isn't 29 years old. That was a pretty big deal for me. 29 is where I have been for all these year.
It is funny how you can get stuck. My attitudes seemed to have been shaped at that moment
and that is the age that I have objectified most. I wish I could go back and do that one all over again.

I do much better with years. I can totally dig the idea of 2009. 2009 I can get my head around.
I am never anything but pumped up for any new year. Things are going to be great this time around.
Just don't remind me of how old I am. That's all.


Lorrie Veasey said...

Happy Birthday Boobs!

And I don't care what you say about it being a non-event- we cannot pass up an opportunity to karaoke. David: you really need to hit YouTube and start boning up on "Rainbow Connection." I feel it could be a signature song for you.

knithound brooklyn said...

The entire year I was 39 I was completely obsessed with getting a tattoo. Could not stop fantasizing about it. But could not fathom what I would put on my body that would be PERMANENT. How to choose?!
The minute I crossed over to 40, the obsession went away. Huh.