Goodbye 27

I'm 28 today.

I don't think that's old. I'm not afraid of getting old, anyways. There's lots of things to look forward to, and growing old usually comes with wisdom. It'll be nice to finally have wisdom one day! ;)

Dating AND being old. Grrr. That part bites. I think, but feel free to correct me if I'm wrong, but I think I'm verging on Cougar Age at the bars! Yikes. (not that the bars are where I plan to meet guys, but I LOVE dancing and seem to notice that some guys are young enough to be.. uh... kids who actually LIKED Hanna Montana!! eek. )

Cougar Age: anyone younger than half your age plus seven.
So, to a guy who's 20, I'm a cougar! Ew. Guess what's worse-- guys at the bar are 18!!! LOL

But, I'm embracing my cougarness. LOL I think I'm technically called a Puma. Not quite a cougar yet. Phewsh. lol

It was the first year in over 10 years that I woke up on my birthday alone. No one else in my bed. For over 10 years. (a few years before Chris, I has sleepovers with all my friends and stuff) I don't know how I feel about that.

Being born on Hallowe'en has it's perks. People from all over drop by to wish me a happy birthday ALL night! (their words MIGHT come out as "trick or treat", but I know they're meaning "Happy Birthday". Obviously) And I can get away with calling myself a witch and no one argues with me. (Because I know you were ALL thinking that I was soo far from a witch! ;) )

I've had a lot of interesting talks with friends. The GVs last night helped me make these while we had some good, honest and open-hearted conversations, I've talked with EF today where I told her how I was feeling and what's going on with me watching her kids, and had some revealing conversations with few people via emails. This year is going to prove interesting, I'm sure.