Tuesday, August 02, 2005

last days of new beginnings

So tomorrow is my last day of 30. No more 30. Starting Friday I will have to answer "31" when people ask me how old I am.
I read somewhere once that when you die, no matter how old or young you are, you will always appear as 30 if you are ever a ghost. Now I know this is complete Bollocks, but it did make me have a major "What If?" moment. Of all of the ages I could appear to be for the rest of eternity it would so NOT be 30! I would probably have to say I would choose to be the latter half of 18 and beginning of 19. I wasted so much pretty on the louse I was with back then, but alas, had I not been with him, there would be no Darian, so I should just count my blessings.

My mom always says that you should not complain about getting older because it sure beats the alternative. I just thought by now I would know what I wanted to be when I grow up. So far I have concluded that I only really enjoy not working, playing with children and playing guitar. And no I do not want to be an elementary school music teacher! If the position of Rock n Roll Martha Stuart was open, I would be the first to apply!

Maybe I should just start a cult? I hear there is big money in that.

I am going to rock it with my girls at Teenage Fanclub tomorrow for a little early birthday celebration. The Posies are doing some touring with them later in the year so I was able to get the list hookup. Very cool indeed. Shows are so much better when you don't have to pay for them!

Oh and for the record My husband + large quantities of booze + a camera phone =
  • I have never been more attracted to him!


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