Ringing in The new year!

Yes, I know we just started the 3rd month of the year and I haven't posted once in '07. So here I am ringing in the New Year....BBBRRRIIING!!!

With the New Year came my 35th birthday. I don't spend time worrying about my age or getting older, but when I say I'm 35 I kind of take pause because I have no idea what happened. It's like I have some sort of brain injury because there's nothing in me that responds to 35! One of the things that occur to me is that when my mother was 35 she was having her 8th child and sporting a nice bouffant hairdo. When I look at pictures of her she seems so old and I'm not like that in the least. I'm young and hip and have never in my life even considered a bouffant (not to mention the 8 kids...holy crap!).

Anyway, like I said it isn't as though I'm rocking myself in a corner about being 35, I just don't know how time has managed to elapse quite so fast. Now, even saying that makes me sound old, and I'm not by the way...I'm young and hip remember. All this stuff in the media about thirty being the new twenty and so on just kind of pisses me off. It doesn't make sense it's like someone saying pink is the new black. What the fuck people?!?!? Besides, I wouldn't want to relive my early twenties for nothing. I was unhappy and doing things that make me cringe now. If my thirties are going to be like my twenties, let me just skip ahead to forty please! The best thing is that I have pretty good genes, the chicks in my family age pretty well (especially if we stay away from the bouffant, I mean with a good cut and some dye- watch out!).