Today was my birthday. I spent the entire day thinking that I was turning 37 today. I gave quite a bit of thought about the fact that I am no longer mid-thirties. I thought about how old 37 seemed, and how brief life was, and the ways I wanted to be different as I enter my LATE THIRTIES (dun dun DUNNNNN). This age just really felt like a milestone.
Around 11pm tonight, a friend pointed out that I am 36 today, not 37. If I’m honest, I think that tops any birthday surprise I could have received.
I’m sure 37 is a fine age to be. But I don’t have to deal with it until next year.
We had a really nice evening, hanging with some of my friends from high school. I was a little sad that we missed our usual date with Kathy Griffin and Anderson Cooper, because there is something about their completely awkward pairing that makes me giddy. But I will just have to catch the highlights via google.
Some friends just posted on facebook that they made a list of the crappy things that happened in 2010, and then burned it. I sort of wish we had done this. Is it just me, or was 2010 a bad year universally? It seems like there was a whole lot of drama for so many of us.
Here’s to an uneventful 2011!