I've never quite understood why people stress about turning
30… I’ve often dreamed about how much the quality of life would improve once I reached
THE arbitrary numerical threshold where you are no longer considered a thoughtless, careless young person, but a person with actual contributions and worthy of respect. This would be the day where I would finally feel like I belong in my own
skin! I’m no longer a 30 year old trapped in a body of a toddler, tween, 20-something etc….. (Don’t you just love how my mind works – I’ve been blessed with
amazing powers for rationalization!)
Yesterday was my 30th birthday – the day I’ve been looking forward to since I was 3. It’s also my
GOLDEN birthday – 30 on the 30th!! (This probably contributes to
my strong desire to enter the next decade) Believe what you will, but even from a very young age, I have always identified better with mature adults (
my opinion, of course). Just ask my family – I was that annoying 4 year old adding my opinions and life experiences to adult conversations. I just couldn’t bear to entertain myself with our guests’ children or my younger siblings. I was too “
intelligent” for that.
As a child, I always appreciated that:
- Adults understood and identified with me.
- Adults follow rules and require less tattling and correction.
- All makes sense in the world when you’re with adults.
Wow… If I had to spend much time with me as I child, I would be much greyer and have a lot less patience (thanks, mom and dad!) Lucky for all of you - I am finally aged to perfection!!.
Well, next year will probably prove to be a little better. Life - like a fine wine – only gets better with age! (RIGHT?!?!)
Here are a couple of “30-year-old” quotes
At twenty years of age, the will reigns; at thirty, the wit; and at forty, the judgement.-Benjamin Franklin
The only time you really live fully is from thirty to sixty. The young are slaves to dreams; the old servants of regrets. Only the middle-aged have all their five senses in the keeping of their wits. -Hervey Allen
Huh…. I agree, but never really thought of 30 as middle aged.
Ouch.
Anywho… onto my day! Luckily, this event was much more laid back than our 7th anniversary on September 4th. Sadly, I’m just now realizing that I forgot to post about that. I’ll work on that.
Miles, Nate, and I got up in the morning getting ready to a typical Friday workday. Miles and Nathan greeting my with a present! I got rain boots – navy with white polka-dots (pictured below).
Love!!!
Nate had a work meeting in Lincoln park at 8:30am, so he stayed behind and planned to use public transit later instead of commuting with Miles and me. I dropped Miles off at school and continued on to my job.
Around 4, I left work (a little early) to pick Miles up from daycare, parked the car and return to work for a little bit. Miles had never seen my lab or met my coworkers. Unfortunately, he was unusually shy and quiet. Nate wanted to take us out for
dinner downtown at a restaurant of my choice. I chose the
Cheesecake Factory in the Hancock Tower Plaza. We tried to enjoy a meal there for a
previous birthday, but Miles was angry making the evening a tense one. I wanted a do-over!
We met around 5:30pm and had a great dinner. I had the grilled fish tacos (again), Nate had steak diane with shrimp, and Miles ordered the mac ‘n' cheese. Our food was
GREAT, but Miles wouldn’t eat a thing! He said he wasn’t hungry. He started to spike a fever, his eyes glossed over and he was really chill. Uh oh! We packed up his food to go and headed home.
I was given the best surprise as we walked in the door. Nate “
fibbed” about his meeting. He took the day off from work, cleaned the entire house (even the bathrooms), washed the sheets, made cupcakes with frosting and sprinkles, and bought balloons! I am an “
acts of service“ kind of girl. This was my favorite kind of surprise!
Well done, Nathan!
38 yellow cupcakes with chocolate frosting – 30 candles (12 of them are trick candles)
Self-lighting inferno? Uhm, scary!
Sweet Cheeks eating a little frosting and my boots!
Kiss the chef? Yes, please!
Miles licked the frosting off of one cupcake, had a little tylenol and fell asleep on the floor in front of the fireplace. We moved him into bed shortly after. (You’ll be happy to know he’s feeling better this morning!)
Cake, dinner, boots, and family – texts, phone calls (even one from China!), and FB messages! I couldn’t have asked for a better launch into my 30’s!
I love you!
Photos above taken by Miles – he perked right up at the chance to use the camera!
Miles loves his daddy, but isn’t feeling so well!
When your family is this cute, its tough to find anything to complain about!
Perfect Day!
Kelly
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