Tuesday, June 24, 2008

Oh, The (Whiny, Miserable) Irony

My friend Tee called last night to tell me that there is an informal get-together this Friday for our graduating class as a 40th birthday celebration.

My first thought was, “I can’t believe we’re turning 40! We can’t possibly be 40! I’m not that old! I feel so young!”

My second thought?

“Uggghhhh. . .I don’t feeeel like going. . .I’m too tiiiiiiired. . .I was planning on taking a naaaaaaap on Friday”

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3 comments:

Karen said...

Your class must be close to have a collective 40th party. But hey - you can go make fun of everyone getting old if that makes you feel any better.

Susan said...

40 is the new 30! Really, that's what they say.

Foolish bastards.

We'll have to celebrate our back to back bdays so we can be miserable together.

Burgh Baby's Mom said...

You're not old; you're well-seasoned. *ducks to avoid chair that was just thrown at head*