Today is my birthday (woot!).
Another year older… and perhaps another year slightly wiser.
Much has been experienced and much has been accomplished. I’m going to take a minute, or five, to make a mental list of just what it is I have achieved over the course of this past year…
…Annnd, time’s up. Phew. That was a lot – Pan Am Opening Ceremonies! I forgot about you. I think it may be good practice to make a point to reflect on all the fun, and maybe not so fun, experiences had and acknowledge them along with the lessons learned. It makes for a good reminder of just how fab you are. And sets the tone for what it is you hope to get out of the coming year.
I am the type of person who is ALL about her birthday. I like it being acknowledged, I like it being celebrated. Mostly, I like any excuse to be with good people and eat cake. Or ice cream cake. ICE CREAM CAKE needs to happen more in my life. However, from time to time, this year being one of those times, I am presently not feeling it as keenly. Likely this will change as the day progresses and I get out of my apartment and into the glorious world, but from where I’m sitting right now, and upon reflecting over the past month or two… ‘ugh’, comes to mind.
I have Mexican dinner reservations and a night of Kinky Boots planned with ma bestie (we share October). And, well, more dinner plans with my close gal pals on Saturday for some Lebanese cuisine at Tabule and perhaps some dancing afterwards (suggestions as to where, welcome!). So, with all these plans, why do I feel a little down and out? Probably because at this stage in life, I’m full blown, well on my way to gettin’ down and dirty in my thirties.
That’s Dutch for thirty-two. Sounds a little more exciting than the English. Still, it feels a little like a poser kind of age. Halfway between the big 3 – 0 and 35, and 35 of course being kind of a big deal, because, you know, you’re practically 40. I’m being d r a m a t i c, it’s true, which is fun for me eight years from now because when I’m actually 40 I get to roll my eyes at my dumb, young 32-year-old self.
Taking the reflective notion one step further and looking to the future, It’s a good day to set some intentions – for planting some seeds if you will – as to what I hope to achieve and ascertain. My list went from simple things like making friends with a puppy to owning a houseboat and travelling up and down some European waterways with a Viking (maybe one I’ll meet in 3-weeks). The latter is less likely to happen, but for me, I get great joy out of fantasizing, so bring it on brain.
Feeling less bummed. #ageisjustanumber #dreamingoficecreamcake