Birthday Celebration #1 and #2

May 5, 2010 at 11:55 am (It's all about me, the fam)

I still can’t manage to wrap my head around the fact that I’m 30. Three-zero. Thirty. As in the age my mom was when she had me. As in it’s now sad if I’m irresponsible and not vaguely charming. As in sophomore year of high school was half my lifetime ago. As in there are kids with learner’s permits who were born the year I got mine.

It’s frightening, in a way, or at the very least arresting. That’s not to say that I’m unhappy with my life or would prefer the alternative to getting older (30 trumps dead every time), it’s just a little bizarre to say it out loud or stop to think about it. But the celebrating? Oh my how it rocks.

Birthday Celebration #1
Two weekends ago The Man whisked me off to a quiet mountain retreat near Yosemite. We hiked (and I got to wave at the source of my water in the city), napped, wandered, and breathed. He taught me to play pool, befriended the staff, and stuck his head under a waterfall. I drank my lunch, ate ice cream in bed, and got chased by a bee. We both arrived sick and left healthy, a testament to the curative properties of fresh air, mountain well water, and time spent contemplating the moon.

Here I am looking out over Hetch Hetchy Valley during my perfect weekend.

Caught staring

The Man indulged my obsession with these little red and yellow flowers that grew out of the moss. The bee guarding them was the size of my fist (or so it seemed at the time), black and fat with the satisfaction of stinging city girls, so I ran walked calmly away while The Man kindly snapped photos.


Birthday Celebration #2
I still wake up expecting a 10 am wine tasting. And crave a nice crisp half glass of sauvignon blanc or viognier.

Sometimes the things you’ve been planning for years feel anti-climactic in the moment, but not this one. Future CEO’s fabulous family and my fabulous parents and our fabulous friends made for the perfect, insanely indulgent weekend of wine, walks, food, and fire. Most of those pictures ended up on some other camera (and may not be suitable for sharing), but it was a damn good time. One I’ll certainly remember for the next thirty years.

On Friday after work, I’ll head to Monterey where I’m meeting The Man for an unofficial Celebration #3. I leave Wednesday for Celebration #4 in Boston (plus wedding #2!) and then that’s it. Sometime in late-May I’ll begin acting my age, I promise.



  1. Windsor Grace said,

    I’m glad you’re having such a wonderful bday! 30’s not old, don’t be blue!

    • BS said,

      I don’t think 30 is old, it’s just strange to think that it’s MY age. Does that make sense?

      And thanks!

  2. Jess said,

    Happy birthday! I think your thirties will be an absolutely fabulous decade. I’m excited for you!

    • BS said,

      I think so too! Thanks, Jess.

  3. WendyB said,

    You’re a spring chicken to me. Happy birthday!

  4. k8 said,

    I’m so glad you’re getting to celebrate! Enjoy! And I never act like I’m 37. It’s not worth it.

    • BS said,

      Someone suggested I celebrate my 30th by acting like it’s my 21st. I did my best. šŸ˜‰

  5. Nilsa @ SoMi Speaks said,

    Welcome to “the” decade! What better way to usher it in than with a series of celebrations. You’re taking this whole turning 30 business seriously and hopefully having a seriously good time, too!

    • BS said,

      Absolutely having a seriously good time!

  6. amber said,

    Happy Birthday! It suddenly occurs to me I have A LOT of online friends/blogs that are Taurus. Hmm. Maybe our signs are very compatible?

    Anyway, glad you had a good time.

    • BS said,

      Well then, what’s your sign?

  7. Mara J. said,

    Nothing makes me happier than fields of yellow wildflowers.

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