Going on 30
June 11 2009 I have a birthday coming up at the end of the month. It’s the one that seems to send some women weeping into a tub of Ben & Jerry’s Super Fudge Chunk ice cream. I’ll be 30 on June 27th. It wasn’t a big deal to me, though. Age is nothing but a number, or something else equally profoundly inane. I was fine with it. Until I held the following conversation with my mother:
Me: Do you know what’s coming up at the end of the month?
Mom: I don’t want to hear about it!
Me: You don’t want to hear about MY birthday?
Mom: No!
Me: Why?
Mom: Because it makes ME feel OLD!
Thanks, Mom.
This coming from a woman who could swear I was turning 28 this year. When I corrected her, she let out a louder than necessary gasp. “You’re gonna be 30?!” Really, Mom. Thank you.
5 Responses
on June 11 2009
HA! That made me LAUGH! My mom has done the same thing =)
on June 11 2009
Oh my goodness, how did your husband’s car catch fire in a grocery store parking lot?!
on June 11 2009
No way! Now THAT would be scary! Was everybody okay?
on June 11th, 2009
LOL We have NO IDEA! He was in line paying for our groceries and he saw firemen outside hosing down his car.
on June 11 2009
Yes, everyone was ok. The car was even still drivable, just never quite the same. He was in such shock, though, that he forgot all about the groceries.