Sometimes, I wish I could have a birthday likes the ones I had when I was a kid.
You know, the parties where there was a Slip-n-Slide and a cake with a unicorn on it off of which your little brother had already stolen a smidge of frosting when your mother wasn't looking. Waterballoon fights, noisemakers, all of the fun without any of the self-doubt.
Not that I didn't have a good birthday weekend. A and S came down to Rhode Island for a day at the beach. It was perfect on Saturday, aside from the surf that was so strong the lifeguards were dashing into the waves every few minutes to save someone who'd gotten sucked out on a rip current. Then we went out in Newport, where actual straight men checked us out.
Which would have been fine, but my partying spirit had left me shortly after our delicious dinner. Just hours away from officially entering my late 20s, it hit me. Late 20s.
For a woman in her late 20s, I'm kind of a fuck-up.
Yes, I have a good job. But I've also got more debt than some third world countries. I've got more acne than I did when I was a teenager. I'm so chronically single, even my great grandbaby-hungry grandmother has stopped nagging me about bringing a man home to meet the family. While I never had a detailed plan for my life as a kid, I figured I'd have my shit a little more together by 27.
But at least I have good peeps, a good job, and beer to get me by until I pull myself together.
Monday, July 28, 2008
We're Not Little Children, And We Know What We Want
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3 comments:
Ah, hell. Enjoy it. I'm an old fart of 51. If I was in my late 20's again, I'd be kicking ass and taking names :-)
Anyway, just throw on some Tom Waits. You can't help but feel young and alive compared to most of the stuff he sings about. I suggest "Heartattack And Vine" or maybe "Emotional Weather Report".
Hey, we're not supposed to have it all together by the time we're 30. I'm not just saying that, I've been told by many people. Enjoy the ride, pay off the debt when you can, and stop comparing yourself with others. You are living on your own in Boston, you have a wonderful job, you even have guest appearances on news shows! You have your health, and you have happiness... I've never not see you with a smile on your face, or determination to make your situation better.
So, I'm sorry I didn't call on your birthday, but I hope this pep talk helps.
Oh, and also, try drinking more water (a lot more). That may help clear up some of that acne. : )
*hugs and kisses from RI*
manda
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