It’s my birthday!
Feel free to send gifts or cash.
Well…. unless you want to send gifts or cash…
Today marks the beginning of my 36th year on earth.
36 is a funny age for me. It seems like I should feel grown up now, but most days I feel like I’m playing house.
Some have asked if I feel old and I think, “Gosh! No. Do I look old?! Maybe I should be feeling old!”
Compared to all the wisest, most beautiful, wonderful women I know I’m quite young. And that brings me back to feeling like I’m just playing house.
A lovely silver-haired lady I know once told me, “Inside every old woman is a young lady asking, ‘what the Hell happened?!'”
I have a feeling I may wake up one day and be asking myself the same thing.
All kidding aside, I really don’t mind adding a digit. It has been a great year and I’m looking forward to the next one.
I learned a lot this year.
I learned that a single small step can lead you on a great journey: I chose to switch to cloth diapers, which led to being called a “crunchy mama,” which led to starting a blog, which led to making home-made cleaning and personal products, which led to research about existing commercial products, which led to an increased environmental awareness, which led to dietary and other lifestyle changes…….. and so it continues.
I learned that I don’t like speaking in front of people, but I can push myself to do it and I can manage complete sentences and everything. Perhaps I even shared a helpful tidbit or two to someone who needed to hear it. If asked again, I will probably do it again. I will still feel like throwing up, but I think it may be worth the stress if the topic is one I care about.
I learned that the human body can pass large amounts of non-edible objects, though it is thoroughly unpleasant.
I learned that my family can ride happily and comfortably in a car together for 12 hours, but after that we are all rather tired and grouchy.
I learned that, at least some times, all you have to do is ask when you want something.
I learned that religion and politics are NOTHING compared to the controversy of home birth vs. hospital birth.
I learned how to make perfect bacon. It’s all about the right pan and lots of patience. I was rushing before.
I learned that living life is often like making bacon. If you rush things, you’ll be half burnt, half raw, and entirely useless to anyone.
On that note, I must wrap it up, though I really did learn so much more this year. Alas, despite my greatest efforts, the federal government has yet to declare my birthday a holiday so I still have to do all of the things a woman of such mature years has to do on a Wednesday. Next year, though, my birthday IS a federal holiday. Mark your calendars now. I propose we all celebrate with huge feasts followed by crazed shopping sprees!
Thanks for coming along for the ride! Here’s to another blessed year of growth and joy!
Here is some great birthday humor to bring a smile to you on this, most momentous of days: