I'm knocking on the door
And don't wanna go in! To be a little more forthcoming in two days I turn 29.... sorry folks, 29 is just a little too close to that dreaded OLD number of 30 for my liking! Now don't get me wrong, for some of you I'm sure 30 was no problem, in fact some of you might have even enjoyed adding yet another decade to your lives, me... NOT.SO.MUCH.
Is it just me, or did you guys never think you would make it to 30? Honestly, I remember thinking how great it would be to be 20 something, but 30 Pshhh not me!
30 just seems so FINAL! Like there is no going back, you've made it, you came, you saw, you did and now your 30 FOR.CRYING.OUT.LOUD. You might as well just roll over and die!!!
My husband turned 30 not on his last birthday, but the one before (I like the older men, what can I say)! He didn't seem to have a problem with it, all he asked for was a party at Chuck E Cheese, you know "where a kid can be a kid". I'm starting to see why he wanted to go there, I think in some strange way he was trying to hold onto his youth before he fell off the cliff head first into O-L-D!!!
That's it, a year from Thursday please be prepared to hear the worlds loudest HISSY FIT, there will be kicking, screaming, holding of breath until turning blue in the face, cursing, crying and more than likely some MAJOR DRINKING... if 30 thinks its going to take another victim "quietly and easily" well that bitch has yet another thing coming, she has totally underestimated me!
(small side note, my sweet, wonderful and awesome husband/boss has given me the day off on Thursday to plot and scheme my evil plan for next year, I mean to go on the wonderful spa day that he surprised me with this year for my birthday... isn't he just the greatest)
Is it just me, or did you guys never think you would make it to 30? Honestly, I remember thinking how great it would be to be 20 something, but 30 Pshhh not me!
30 just seems so FINAL! Like there is no going back, you've made it, you came, you saw, you did and now your 30 FOR.CRYING.OUT.LOUD. You might as well just roll over and die!!!
My husband turned 30 not on his last birthday, but the one before (I like the older men, what can I say)! He didn't seem to have a problem with it, all he asked for was a party at Chuck E Cheese, you know "where a kid can be a kid". I'm starting to see why he wanted to go there, I think in some strange way he was trying to hold onto his youth before he fell off the cliff head first into O-L-D!!!
That's it, a year from Thursday please be prepared to hear the worlds loudest HISSY FIT, there will be kicking, screaming, holding of breath until turning blue in the face, cursing, crying and more than likely some MAJOR DRINKING... if 30 thinks its going to take another victim "quietly and easily" well that bitch has yet another thing coming, she has totally underestimated me!
(small side note, my sweet, wonderful and awesome husband/boss has given me the day off on Thursday to plot and scheme my evil plan for next year, I mean to go on the wonderful spa day that he surprised me with this year for my birthday... isn't he just the greatest)
posted by Krissi at
9:31 AM
5 Comments:
I will throw my thity year old temper tantrum 3 months before you. 30 is scary.
What a great husband/boss!
I actually hit 30 this year. I don't know how I feel about this but I do know that there will be much alcohol involved and Vegas!
ENJOY your spa say.
oh shut up!
sincerely,
your 30 year OLD friend
I have joined a new club, won't you join with me? It's called the 29 Forever Club, since I am turning 30 around the corner..Oh wait, no I'm not, it will be the
2nd Anniversary of my 29th Birthday, doesn't that sound so much better than 30!! I think so!
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