Everything I know I learned after I was thirty.
~Georges Clemenceau
It's funny because turning 30 was fun....new....adventurous. I know 30 is just a number, but it was a new number in the ten's place all the same. I loved/love the movie "13 Going On 30" and claimed it's famous line "I wanna be 30 and flirty and thriving," as my own . The Dairy Queen at the military base in Ktown had it's grand opening on that day (I'd like to think it was just for me), and then we had a big dance party at my house later that week.
Being 30 was cool.
And then yesterday happened. I turned 31. I'm no longer able to say, "I'm 30." No, now I'm IN my 30's! It brought a whole new perspective on life, age, etc.
So in honor of all that was wise and new, I drug my mom right down to the local tattoo parlor, made her listen to heavy metal music, and wait for me while I willfully let some 13 year old kid pierce my nose. (See pics below of the finished product.)
And just as the quote above states, I'm learning a lot after 30. Here's just the beginning of what I'm sure is to become a GIGANTIC list of life lessons....
1. Taking mom to a tatto parlor is an extremely odd, yet hilariously unforgettable moment.
2. Nose piercing hurts like h*## but goes away soon after.
3. Living in a small town, far away from friends, makes you do strange things with your parents.
4. TO BE CONTINUED...
~Georges Clemenceau
It's funny because turning 30 was fun....new....adventurous. I know 30 is just a number, but it was a new number in the ten's place all the same. I loved/love the movie "13 Going On 30" and claimed it's famous line "I wanna be 30 and flirty and thriving," as my own . The Dairy Queen at the military base in Ktown had it's grand opening on that day (I'd like to think it was just for me), and then we had a big dance party at my house later that week.
Being 30 was cool.
And then yesterday happened. I turned 31. I'm no longer able to say, "I'm 30." No, now I'm IN my 30's! It brought a whole new perspective on life, age, etc.
So in honor of all that was wise and new, I drug my mom right down to the local tattoo parlor, made her listen to heavy metal music, and wait for me while I willfully let some 13 year old kid pierce my nose. (See pics below of the finished product.)
And just as the quote above states, I'm learning a lot after 30. Here's just the beginning of what I'm sure is to become a GIGANTIC list of life lessons....
1. Taking mom to a tatto parlor is an extremely odd, yet hilariously unforgettable moment.
2. Nose piercing hurts like h*## but goes away soon after.
3. Living in a small town, far away from friends, makes you do strange things with your parents.
4. TO BE CONTINUED...
7 comments:
you mean nothing that i'm learning now counts?? uh, oh... (o:
Apparently that's what that means...but of course, I don't really believe it! :)
happy (belated) birthday!
the nose ring's cute! and i love you a whole lot!
Can you counsel me through my impending 30th (6 months away). I'm struggling with it. Something about being a wife, Mommy, and driving a minivan is leading to my three decade crisis!
Happy belated birthday...LOVE the nose ring! Maybe that's how I'll celebrate my 30th:-)
I love it! I wish I could get away with one :)
little 'j'
To the "W Family". maybe this will help with the "mid-life crisis because i drive a minivan" situation. I have always been against minivans/station wagons because of the soccer mom stereotype. my husband, mike, said the best car he ever owned was a minivan. he inherited it in college from his parents when they moved overseas. He took out the back seats, put in shelving units to hold supplies, a sleeping bag area, and went on roadtrips with his buddies rock climbing/camping across the united states. when he graduated, his brother inherited it for the remainder of his college career. i'm still not excited about a minivan, but his enthusiasm is winning me over slowly but surely. he says it's the best outdoors vehicle ever, beats even the most rugged suv. so when your minivan gets you down, just think of it as the super-suv, rugged vehicle it really is.
Love the nose ring...
I can hardly picture your sweet mom in a tatoo parlor! Hilarious.
You know, the 30's ain't so bad. Not a whole lot different than my 20's...except I'm wiser and have more money.
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