Birthday

[fatrockstar]

In approximately one month my husband will be the ripe old age of 30.

Like most folks, this is a milestone not taken lightly. It is accompanied by a lot of stress, worries that in an instant one loses their "hip" factor and can no longer do fun things with people of any age. As someone told me many years ago, "approaching 30 is hard. Turning 30 is no big deal." He was right. I made a huge stink about turning 30, panicking that I had not done anything I had set out to do in my 20's at all. When the day came I was the same person I always was, only 30.

Garret is completely textbook when it comes to certain things. Aging is most likely one of them. I say this because once we married he went into "provider-mode," started worrying intensely about money, and broke my heart by becoming a completely different person from the man I thought I was marrying. After talking with other married people, this turns out to be normal behavior. At least he's predictable (even though I had no idea what I was getting into).

At any rate I expect a change of behavior from my husband next month. It will either infuriate me or surprise me... or both. I don't expect too much, but enough to be noticable. To me at least.

Anyway, I figure I'll host some kind of gathering here for friends and/or family. Garret shares a birthday with his younger brother, so a family dinner at a questionable yet expensive restaurant is to be expected. At first I thought I'd book a room at Romio's in Greenwood (plan B), but now I'm thinking just whip something up here. I just need a few good vegetarian ideas for the grill.

>time passes...

Garret doesn't know if he even wants a birthday party. The whole concept of 30 depresses him. Fine. That's his choice. I did remind him that this is a good milestone, and if he misses this one I will insist he celebrate the one ten years from now. He said he'd think about it. Heh.

Comments

[crazy-talk23.livejournal.com]

okay i feel like a freak for not having any "freak outs" or even hardly any thoughts about turning 30. it just happened.. i dunno, i feel like i missed something? :)

[winifred.livejournal.com]

You probably weren't bombarded with relatives who complained about how horrible it is to be old. I know I am a bit self-conscious about my age after years of being beaten over the head by youth-obsessed culture. Even "40 is the new 30" hasn't eased my panic much. If 30 is nothing to stress over, then consider yourself lucky. You got to enjoy your birthday!

[niroc.livejournal.com]

*sigh* I really don't get the 30-fuss. Okay, I know, I'm not there yet, but Niki's turning 30 this year too, and he frets about it already (his birthday's in October)... What's the big deal? You're thirty, next thing you know you'll be forty, fifty, sixty or dead... Does it really matter what number you have? It's all about what you make of it yourself, isn't it?
Me, I'm turning 24 and I act like a 2-year old, it doesn't bother me one bit...

[winifred.livejournal.com]

Another blessed person not burdened by age! I envy you! In the US the media's worship of youth is everywhere, including music, television, and advertising. If 30 is not a big deal for you, then go with it. Enjoy your birthdays!

[niroc.livejournal.com]

Hehehe. Well I'm blessed with good genes, I guess. My mom looks absolutely gorgeous at fifty, and my grandmother aged beautifully too. After all, as a woman, you tend to follow your mother's mother's appearances and health(try and follow me here ^_^). So the whole thing of looking young is wasted on me, since I look twelve. I'll never look old enough to be my age, whether I'm 24 or 39. ^_^
So, considering this blessing, I'll never have to worry about numbers. Roflol!

But besides that, no matter how old you get, birthdays should be about celebrating with your family and friends, about being together with those that care about you. Not about the number on the freaking cake.