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A Milestone
“Veronica’s a woman!” was the comment made by my then 8-year-old sister to a house full of guests at my 15th birthday party. Immediately following was a look from my mom that plainly said, “You better not even be a woman or even think about being a woman until you’re married, missy!” My sister was actually referring to my coming of age that Hispanics believe happens when a girl turns fifteen years old.
Now 15 years and 40 lbs later, I am a woman. A 30-year-old woman, for that matter. Where did the time go? I’ll tell you where it went. It converted itself into pounds and planted itself firmly on to my butt and thighs. I also have new friends now, too, Crow’s feet, Laugh Wrinkles, and Gray Locks. Ahhh, the wonders of aging. And no matter how cheesy this may sound, especially to the younger folk, I still feel like I did when I turned 20. Well, except for the part that I can’t stay up past 10:30 p.m. now because it will kick my butt the next morning, which is really too bad because I never get to watch the end of Law and Order: SVU. Did they catch the criminal!? My goodness, I’ll never know.
The only bad thing about being 30 is that I don’t get to celebrate my birthday by dressing up in the pinkest, frilliest, poofiest dress and choose that one special boy that I’ve had the biggest crush on since 8th grade to be my chambelan de honor. Maybe I should have anyway, I bet I would have been the center of attention as I made my way barhopping through downtown Bako. Check out my tiara, everybody!
Truly, 30 really is a good age! I’ve been hearing it from everyone; Life only gets better from here. I really think it will. I already feel more mature and confident. Is that strange? Does turning 30 actually cause you to feel all growed-up and mature-like? I mean it’s not like I’m old. I’m 30, yet I don’t have the stresses of any other 30-year-old woman. No kids, no hubby, no cooking if I don’t want to. And, I’m dating a younger man! Whoo-hoo! Luckily, I’ve turned 30 during a time where 30 really is the new 20, and I think I’m actually learning how to embrace who I am, flaws and all.
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posted by
DontHateMeCauzImBeeUteeFull
on Oct 17, 2007 at 02:58 PM
Happy Birthday!!! 30 is a good one! It was good way back when i "visited" it and I hear it has gotten better! Now you have the big 40 to look forward to (and we won't even mention the one that starts w/5,lol) ;-) Here's to many,many more!
I pulled out the Birthday Steak for ya!!! (please take no offense if ur a vegetarian) posted by
HappyFeet
on Oct 17, 2007 at 03:14 PM
THANK YOU so much!! I know, my next milestone is in 10 years and I'm sure those will fly by. :) Once I hit 49 maybe I'll just start counting backwards. :) Seems good to me. heh. And are you kidding? I LOOOOOOOOVE steak! :) ha! Mmmm.... steak. posted by
twinkie
on Oct 17, 2007 at 07:37 PM
posted by
Kindra79
on Oct 18, 2007 at 12:42 PM
Happy thirty! Next year you must announce "It's the 1st anniversary of my 30th birthday" ... because it's a law to not trust people over thirty. posted by
HappyFeet
on Oct 19, 2007 at 08:34 AM
Twinkie: hehe... can I wear one on Saturday??? Please. :) Kindra: Thanks so much! And that's so funny. I used to tell people I was 21 with 6, 7, 8 or 9 years of experience. :) I can still do that I guess, but I think it's about time I jump into my 30's. :)
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