Eh it's not worth lying. I'm thirty-three. That's like a real grown-up age. I'm a real grown up. When did that happen?
You might think having kids makes you automatically feel "grown up." But really it just makes you feel tired. And when you're not tired, you are too busy playing candyland or eating left-over mac and cheese to feel much older than seven, maybe eight at best.
So, yes, I am thirty-three. I am starting to get wrinkles and yet I still get pimples. How is THAT fair, universe? Really. I'm dying to know.
And though I don't typically feel thirty-three, there are times that I realize that I am, most certainly, getting old.
Take this weekend's trip to the beach. I decided for my birthday I wanted a day at the beach. We rarely go and it's been at least 10 years since my last trip to the "Jersey Shore," (Who out there remembers that super fun weekend in 1999?? I barely do). Now that I am a NJ resident again, I decided it was time to
So we pack up and drive down to the beach for the day, with
Let me break it down for you:
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2. The contents of my cooler bag: Wine coolers? No. Corona? No. Bud Light? No. Not even Dr. Pepper? Nope. I've got juice boxes, pretzel sticks, and cut-up apples (no skin). WHO WANTS TO PARTY??
3. Those airplane banners are NOT targeted at me: Instead of seeing "2nite $3 hieny 4grlz 'til 11" I was hoping to find one that said "We bbsit $5 while u nap" or "Cute guyz haul ur crap 2 beach." No dice, though.
4. We sit strategically close to the bathroom: I used to want to be near the water or the cute lifeguards. Now the only thing that matters is being close to the bathroom so when someone (under 4 feet tall) yells "PEEEEEE PEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!" we can make a mad dash across minimal scolding hot sand.
5. The SPF of my sunscreen: I use SPF 800 with 90% titanium dioxide and I don't care what you think. Let those other bitches fry themselves with oil. Do you think I care if my sunscreen gives my face that whitish silvery glow so popular with mimes and vampires? Vampires are totally cool now, right? And I can't afford any more wrinkles (not at least until my acne clears up, dammit).
Did you know eye candy has ZERO carbs? |
So there is my list, or at least the highlights. In the end it was a great day. And although I didn't recapture my youth or remember to put sunscreen on the back of my knees (DAMN that hurts), it was an awesome birthday trip to the beach. The sun and the sand and the waves were invigorating and, who knows, maybe next year I'll get myself in a bikini....as long as Lands End has them on sale :-)
Thanks again to everyone for the birthday wishes! I think it's going to be a great year.
Xoxoxoxo
- Mimi