This is it - your last birthday as an unmarried man!
Let's go to Dairy Queen for ice cream cake tonight, or maybe a treatzza pizza!
Let's go to Dairy Queen for ice cream cake tonight, or maybe a treatzza pizza!
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Tuesday, December 9, 2008
Quick update
I'm away for the next couple days for work. Tonight, a large group of coworkers went out for dinner at the Keg. I started this job just last Monday, December 1st, but somehow it was mentioned that it was my birthday (did I let it slip? Oops). At the end of dinner, a delicious "Billie Miner" ice cream cake with candles arrived for me and all sang Happy Birthday.
Mmm ... more ice cream cake.
By the way, I thought birthday calories didn't count. But when I stepped on the scale on Sunday (for my weightwatchers online weekly weigh-in) I had gained a couple pounds. Hmm ... I need to further investigate this possibility that birthday calories count.
And thanks to everyone for the birthday wishes!
Mmm ... more ice cream cake.
By the way, I thought birthday calories didn't count. But when I stepped on the scale on Sunday (for my weightwatchers online weekly weigh-in) I had gained a couple pounds. Hmm ... I need to further investigate this possibility that birthday calories count.
And thanks to everyone for the birthday wishes!
Monday, December 8, 2008
Birthday ... Thoughts ... Travel
I turn 27 at midnight on December 9th (in 3 hours), though I wasn't actually born until 4:45 pm. My mother's due date was November 27th, so she was more than ready to have her first child.
Since I went away to school, every year on my birthday, my mom calls me, usually sings "Happy Birthday". A couple years ago, she also started asking me if I feel old for being xx years old (whatever age I was turning). I respond by asking her if she feels old to have a daughter who is xx years old. She would laugh ... Until last year, when she told me yes, she did.
My mom can't call me tomorrow because I'm going to be driving to Waterloo (4 hours away) for an afternoon business meeting. I don't come back until Thursday. Of course, she can call me, but not first thing in the morning - I'll be up before her!
I have been reflecting on my last birthday as an unmarried woman. I would hesitate to say a "single woman", because I don't view myself as single. I am engaged to be married to the man I have been dating for just over 6 years. What does this mean to me? Not much, frankly. I view marriage not as a new beginning, nor as the end of "singledom", but as a continuation of a relationship. This is, literally, our next step together.
Once upon a time, when I was probably 16, I remember thinking to myself that I would get married at 27. I don't know why. I thought 30 was old (ha!), and 25 was too young (I had read a study divorce rates are much higher in people who marry under 25). So 27 seemed good. Don't ask me why. I don't want to create a self-fulfilling prophecy; I don't think that I had a "vision" or "foresight" into my future. I think it just worked out this way. After undergrad, I wasn't ready to marry. I marvel at those who do marry right out of undergrad (and I wonder how many of them are truly ready or if they just feel it's the next thing to do?). I went away for grad school, though at that point I figured I would marry Wade, I was 3 hours away. I also wanted to be financially stable before getting married. Wade & I didn't want to get engaged until I had a job somewhere nearby. After grad school, I got a job 2 hours away, so that didn't make sense to get married then. As that one-year contract was winding down, I got a job in the area. It was time to make this next step. I'm ready to get married, not because I need or want to be married (like so many girls, frankly), but because I want to marry Wade.
So how do I feel turning 27? Well, when I turned 23, 24, 25, even 26, I had these "wow, I'm an adult" moments. Now, I don't have that. I guess I understand that I'm "grown up". I do wonder where the years have gone, that I'm now 27 (but I was recently told that the fact that I wonder where time went means I'm old!). I do look forward to the future. And I think "27" will be a good year :)
(Oh yeah, and the ice cream cake Wade got for me on Saturday was yummy. I had too much and had a tummy ache after. Maybe I'm not so grown up after all!)
Since I went away to school, every year on my birthday, my mom calls me, usually sings "Happy Birthday". A couple years ago, she also started asking me if I feel old for being xx years old (whatever age I was turning). I respond by asking her if she feels old to have a daughter who is xx years old. She would laugh ... Until last year, when she told me yes, she did.
My mom can't call me tomorrow because I'm going to be driving to Waterloo (4 hours away) for an afternoon business meeting. I don't come back until Thursday. Of course, she can call me, but not first thing in the morning - I'll be up before her!
I have been reflecting on my last birthday as an unmarried woman. I would hesitate to say a "single woman", because I don't view myself as single. I am engaged to be married to the man I have been dating for just over 6 years. What does this mean to me? Not much, frankly. I view marriage not as a new beginning, nor as the end of "singledom", but as a continuation of a relationship. This is, literally, our next step together.
Once upon a time, when I was probably 16, I remember thinking to myself that I would get married at 27. I don't know why. I thought 30 was old (ha!), and 25 was too young (I had read a study divorce rates are much higher in people who marry under 25). So 27 seemed good. Don't ask me why. I don't want to create a self-fulfilling prophecy; I don't think that I had a "vision" or "foresight" into my future. I think it just worked out this way. After undergrad, I wasn't ready to marry. I marvel at those who do marry right out of undergrad (and I wonder how many of them are truly ready or if they just feel it's the next thing to do?). I went away for grad school, though at that point I figured I would marry Wade, I was 3 hours away. I also wanted to be financially stable before getting married. Wade & I didn't want to get engaged until I had a job somewhere nearby. After grad school, I got a job 2 hours away, so that didn't make sense to get married then. As that one-year contract was winding down, I got a job in the area. It was time to make this next step. I'm ready to get married, not because I need or want to be married (like so many girls, frankly), but because I want to marry Wade.
So how do I feel turning 27? Well, when I turned 23, 24, 25, even 26, I had these "wow, I'm an adult" moments. Now, I don't have that. I guess I understand that I'm "grown up". I do wonder where the years have gone, that I'm now 27 (but I was recently told that the fact that I wonder where time went means I'm old!). I do look forward to the future. And I think "27" will be a good year :)
(Oh yeah, and the ice cream cake Wade got for me on Saturday was yummy. I had too much and had a tummy ache after. Maybe I'm not so grown up after all!)
Tuesday, December 2, 2008
Other reasons I like December!
More birthdays to celebrate in December!
Today would have been my Nanny's (grandmother) birthday. She'd have been 85 (I think). As her only granddaughter, and since we shared a birth-month, she gave me her birthstone ring about 10 years ago. With her arthritis, she couldn't wear that ring any longer. It was very meaningful when she gave it to me. I may not remember her age, but I always remember her birthday. And think of her.
Today also would have been my first dog's birthday. Chu Chu was a lhasa apso, who today would have been 210 in dog years (or 30 human years). She was 14 when she died. Her name was Chinese, but we don't know what it meant. Chu Chu was a very good dog, a very protective dog who seemed to think of my brothers and I as her children. In all honesty, I probably only remember her birthday because it was the same as my Nanny's. She was my first dog friend, and I loved her. (Aside: We had no way of knowing second dog's birthday (Tippy) because she was adopted from an owner who couldn't handle her. And my parent's current dog (Yogi) was adopted from the humane society (the dog was abandoned there), so her exact birthday is unknown, too.)
Today is also Britney Spears's 27th birthday:
I am not a huge fan of Britney Spears (though I did like her back in the "Hit Me Baby" days). I remember her exact birthday and age because my friend Teresa was born the exact same day in the exact same year. I've known Teresa since grade 2. Which works out to 20 years. Wow, that's a long time to know someone. Teresa is my much older and wiser friend. A whole week older!
So, Happy 27th Birthday, Teresa!
This picture is from Teresa's wedding in August 2006. This isn't the most flattering picture - a woman who is that voluptuous should NOT have been photographed squatting by the flower girls. But I assure you it was a lovely ceremony (although it was very quick - this girl is not a big fan of being the centre of attention).
Today would have been my Nanny's (grandmother) birthday. She'd have been 85 (I think). As her only granddaughter, and since we shared a birth-month, she gave me her birthstone ring about 10 years ago. With her arthritis, she couldn't wear that ring any longer. It was very meaningful when she gave it to me. I may not remember her age, but I always remember her birthday. And think of her.
Today also would have been my first dog's birthday. Chu Chu was a lhasa apso, who today would have been 210 in dog years (or 30 human years). She was 14 when she died. Her name was Chinese, but we don't know what it meant. Chu Chu was a very good dog, a very protective dog who seemed to think of my brothers and I as her children. In all honesty, I probably only remember her birthday because it was the same as my Nanny's. She was my first dog friend, and I loved her. (Aside: We had no way of knowing second dog's birthday (Tippy) because she was adopted from an owner who couldn't handle her. And my parent's current dog (Yogi) was adopted from the humane society (the dog was abandoned there), so her exact birthday is unknown, too.)
Today is also Britney Spears's 27th birthday:
I am not a huge fan of Britney Spears (though I did like her back in the "Hit Me Baby" days). I remember her exact birthday and age because my friend Teresa was born the exact same day in the exact same year. I've known Teresa since grade 2. Which works out to 20 years. Wow, that's a long time to know someone. Teresa is my much older and wiser friend. A whole week older!
So, Happy 27th Birthday, Teresa!
This picture is from Teresa's wedding in August 2006. This isn't the most flattering picture - a woman who is that voluptuous should NOT have been photographed squatting by the flower girls. But I assure you it was a lovely ceremony (although it was very quick - this girl is not a big fan of being the centre of attention).
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