In The Beginning
In The Beginning
In the beginning God created me and said “She is good.”
Since this is my first attempt as a BLOG I’ll start by summing up my 34th year. Yes, I am 34. In fact, in just a few months I will be 35. I don’t really have a problem with admitting my age. To be honest I am SOOOO glad to be out of my 20’s that I can hardly stand it!!! I have learned that I am a lot smarter than I think I am, but not as smart as I’d like to be3, and that my friends usually do know what they are talking about (even if I still don’t want to give them credit for their intelligence or listen to their free advice).
Let me start with my friends. I have GREAT, WONDERFUL, FANTASTIC friends. Every one of them is a life line in an otherwise dark and dismal existence. I will change their names (or use an initial sometimes) because SOME of them are afraid of liability issues (however, having done some work in the legal field, unless what I write is something FALSE and causes injury to the person or his/her reputation then I can pretty much say what I want).
The year started out pretty well. A bunch of us went out to dinner and a bar to listen to my neighbor’s band play on my birthday (check him out at www.archhooks.com). All in all, not a bad day. Unless you count the fact that I am still, and will most likely forever be single. But since I love my friends (that’s love, not LOOOOOVE) I guess the fact that I will be alone when I die is OK because at least I’m not alone now.
Let’s start with the 20 something’s and work my way up from there…. One of my really good friends, M, is getting married this summer. She is a great girl, and I wish her nothing but the best. I think that she is great and I have nothing against the guy that she is marrying, mainly because I don’t know him. But M and I had a falling out not too long ago. I guess I said something in front of her fiancée’s sister (only a few months after they had started going out, so how was I to know how serious she was, especially since up until then she had a habit of bouncing from one guy to the next!!!) that embarrassed her. Hell, I was just flirting with the waiter at restaurant!!! So of course she didn’t talk to me for a few months other than the perfunctory “hello.” Then she comes over and announces that she is engaged and expects back hand springs. WHAT??? So our mutual friend L tried to get us together to work out our differences, but M came up with some lame excuse about her cell phone not working, but what she doesn’t know is that I heard through the grape vine that basically L and I are just the “wicked witches of the west” because she thought that we were going to gang up on her. Wow, talk about insecure and self centered. And if she is that worried about our opinions, then why invite us to the wedding at all, and why ask me to be in it??? Oh well, chalk that up to another reason that I’m glad to be over 30…
My 30 something friends are all much more stable. Most are in secure relationships (some married, some not). They know where they are and where they are going in life. We are all broke, but having a good time with our lives. I think we are trying to recapture our 20’s minus the stupidity. Hey, Vogue did say that the 30’s are the new 20’s. As for my friends that are over 30, well, they are just like us 30 something’s, only smarter!!! I say kudos to the 40+ crowd!!! You are all great in my book.
I have a lot to say on the subject of men too, but that is another story for another time!!!!
In the beginning God created me and said “She is good.”
Since this is my first attempt as a BLOG I’ll start by summing up my 34th year. Yes, I am 34. In fact, in just a few months I will be 35. I don’t really have a problem with admitting my age. To be honest I am SOOOO glad to be out of my 20’s that I can hardly stand it!!! I have learned that I am a lot smarter than I think I am, but not as smart as I’d like to be3, and that my friends usually do know what they are talking about (even if I still don’t want to give them credit for their intelligence or listen to their free advice).
Let me start with my friends. I have GREAT, WONDERFUL, FANTASTIC friends. Every one of them is a life line in an otherwise dark and dismal existence. I will change their names (or use an initial sometimes) because SOME of them are afraid of liability issues (however, having done some work in the legal field, unless what I write is something FALSE and causes injury to the person or his/her reputation then I can pretty much say what I want).
The year started out pretty well. A bunch of us went out to dinner and a bar to listen to my neighbor’s band play on my birthday (check him out at www.archhooks.com). All in all, not a bad day. Unless you count the fact that I am still, and will most likely forever be single. But since I love my friends (that’s love, not LOOOOOVE) I guess the fact that I will be alone when I die is OK because at least I’m not alone now.
Let’s start with the 20 something’s and work my way up from there…. One of my really good friends, M, is getting married this summer. She is a great girl, and I wish her nothing but the best. I think that she is great and I have nothing against the guy that she is marrying, mainly because I don’t know him. But M and I had a falling out not too long ago. I guess I said something in front of her fiancée’s sister (only a few months after they had started going out, so how was I to know how serious she was, especially since up until then she had a habit of bouncing from one guy to the next!!!) that embarrassed her. Hell, I was just flirting with the waiter at restaurant!!! So of course she didn’t talk to me for a few months other than the perfunctory “hello.” Then she comes over and announces that she is engaged and expects back hand springs. WHAT??? So our mutual friend L tried to get us together to work out our differences, but M came up with some lame excuse about her cell phone not working, but what she doesn’t know is that I heard through the grape vine that basically L and I are just the “wicked witches of the west” because she thought that we were going to gang up on her. Wow, talk about insecure and self centered. And if she is that worried about our opinions, then why invite us to the wedding at all, and why ask me to be in it??? Oh well, chalk that up to another reason that I’m glad to be over 30…
My 30 something friends are all much more stable. Most are in secure relationships (some married, some not). They know where they are and where they are going in life. We are all broke, but having a good time with our lives. I think we are trying to recapture our 20’s minus the stupidity. Hey, Vogue did say that the 30’s are the new 20’s. As for my friends that are over 30, well, they are just like us 30 something’s, only smarter!!! I say kudos to the 40+ crowd!!! You are all great in my book.
I have a lot to say on the subject of men too, but that is another story for another time!!!!
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