Today was my thirtieth birthday. I didn’t think I wanted to mention that in the Journal – I don’t like acknowledging my age, but I guess to avoid it is cowardly.
It sounds the beginning of middle-age. “Don’t trust anyone over 30”, that sort of thing. I had a small randomly informal gathering over at Rowan’s house. Heather cooked dinner, and Liz made devilled eggs, and Rick and Audrey came over – I haven’t seen them in ages. All in all, I nice little (so nice for little!) gathering.
And whenever I get down on it being another year, I think of what Chris (of the Chris and Joylene Show) told me – “You’re thirty and you’ve got a great girlfriend, you’re doing what you want to do, and you’ve got all your hair. You win!” I like that. I like it a lot.
I win!