Friday, August 27, 2010
Day #3: Let it be.
I've come to realize that there is an ebb and flow to life, and that the best things seems to happen organically, without force or manipulation. When I started blogging, I had no clear direction, but I figured it would find some type of evolution. I want to remember my 30th year with resounding joy and as a testament to the will to carry on and grow with each passing year. So, I've decided that this will be the documentation of the 30th year of life, in all of its glory and pain. I hope this will prove to be one of the most significant milestones of my life.
The number 30 is pretty darn cool if you ask me. Did you know that the minimum age to become a US senator is 30?! Hmmm....I think I'm too honest to be a politician. 30 is also the international calling code for Greece!! Mykonos, I'm coming back! There are 30 tracks on the Beatles's White Album. Ok, enough with the useless trivia. The point is, 30 is a number. It's how we feel about ourselves that defines who we are, not the number of years we've accumulated.
I want to leave you all with a piece I read from Andy Rooney. He wrote a piece sometime back about turning 30. There is such wisdom in his words. I wish I could share this with every woman turning 30, fearing that her youthful days are behind her. I say, there are even better days to come! So, here is the piece by Mr. Rooney (with some improv by yours truly thrown in)...savor it, embrace, take it all in, because we really are remarkable 30 somethings :)
Turning 30 by Andy Rooney
As I grow in age, I value women who are over 30 most of all. Here are just a few reasons why:
A woman over 30 will never wake you in the middle of the night to ask, "What are you thinking?". She doesn't care what you think. (He's absolutely right. We don't give a hoot what you are thinking about at 2am. All we are thinking about is getting some sleep!)
If a woman over 30 doesn't want to watch the game, she doesn't sit around whining about it. She does something she wants to do. And, it's usually something more interesting. (Agreed...why in the world would I want to watch some boring, barbaric football game, when I could enjoy a quiet Sunday afternoon to myself.)
A woman over 30 knows herself well enough to be assured in who she is, what she is, what she wants and from whom. Few women past the age of 30 give a damn what you might think about her or what she's doing. (Damn skippy. Take me as I am, or keep walking.)
Women over 30 are dignified. They seldom have a screaming match with you at the opera or in the middle of an expensive restaurant. Of course, if you deserve it, they won't hesitate to shoot you, if they think they can get away with it. (That's become we know you're not worth wasting our good energy on, because if it comes down to a screaming match, well, then, you were never worthy of us to begin with.)
A woman over 30 has the self-assurance to introduce you to her women
friends. A younger woman with a man will often ignore even her best friend because she doesn't trust the guy with other women. Women over 30 couldn't care less if you're attracted to her friends because she knows her friends won't betray her.
(Absolutely. 30 somethings realize that men may come and go, but our girlfriends will be by our sides until the end.)
Once you get past a wrinkle or two, a woman over 30 is far sexier than her younger counterpart. (Wrinkles are merely a right of passage.)
Older women are forthright and honest. They'll tell you right off if you are a jerk if you are acting like one! You don't ever have to wonder where you stand with her. (If you're acting like a jerk, believe me, you deserve to hear it!!)
Ladies, I apologize. For all those men who say, "Why buy the cow when you can get the milk for free." Here's an update for you. Nowadays 80% of women are against marriage, why? Because women realize it's not worth buying an entire Pig, just to get a little sausage. (Love it!)