Brenda had a “day with the girls” on Saturday, so I had a “day with the little men”. We went to the mall, spent way too long at the Apple Store trying to get an issue with my laptop resolved, and then went to Whole Foods. They were a lot of fun and kept me laughing all day. The photos were taken with my iPhone throughout the day.
Another great saturday downtown with the boys. Not many days like this left, summer is nearly gone!
2001 Drivers License – In shape, at ideal weight.
2009 Drivers License – Face is now fat and round, and I’m 35 lbs. over weight (I misreported my actual weight this year, but don’t feel guilty about it)!
I’m not one to celebrate my Birthday. In fact since my late 30’s it has become a day I really don’t look forward to anymore. Why celebrate that I’m even older then the year before? It’s not like I’m trying to be of legal driving age, drink or get into strip clubs in Windsor Canada (I’ve heard some guys do that). I can rent a car without a cosigner, vote, buy liquor without being carded and represent myself in a court of law should I chose to do so.
SO… what exactly am I to celebrate?
In recent years I have become more attuned to my age, and at one point last year I woke up in the middle of the night freaked out by the realization that most likely, I’ve already lived more then half of my life. Up until that moment I had always thought “Ahhh, I have my whole life in front of me”, and suddenly I realize that a good chunk of my life is now behind me! How did that happen?!
I’m not really as bothered about my age as this post may have you believe. I’ve made peace with it for the most part. But the subject does bring me to a great book I’m currently reading. It just made sense to share it on the celebration of my 15,330th day of life on this earth. The books is called “Younger Next Year”.
A window seat in a exit row, with the seat next to me empty. What’s not to like!
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