I have long stated that I never do much for my birthday.
Well, I had a great day on Saturday with the family. Much food, drink and merriment was had by all. Saturday wasn’t actually my birthday, though.
Also, while I haven’t had a lot of people tell me that I’m getting on a bit, I know there are a few people who didn’t enjoy turning 30. (Guess how old I am now.)
So, I would like to declare something that is slightly out of character, at least if you believe the “cynical” part of the tagline I use on my blog…
This year, I am not happy with having just one day to celebrate my birthday. So the whole bloody week is my birthday. Behold, the birth week! Actually, the thought of a week-long labour may be scaring away a few people… so let’s avoid that one in future. Incidentally, being in labour for a week has nothing to do with politics.
Anyway, I thought this might be a good way of showing that I’m actually quite pleased to turn 30. Here are a few reasons why, I’ll let you decide how many of them are true:
- I’m no longer a kid who knows nothing about the world. Not that I can rattle off too many facts from wikipedia, except for some TV shows and probably some stuff about coding…
- With age comes respect. I was always told to respect my elders and betters. Trouble is, I forgot to tell anyone else. So I may have been short-changed on this one.
- It’s a round number. OK, not as round as a big fat zero. But at that age, I wasn’t quite up to writing blog posts.
- I’m in my prime. Er, well maybe.
One downside is the slowly advancing waistline. You may think I’m thin, but my belly is growing. Yep. I’ve gone from a 32 inch waist to a 36 inch waist in about a year. Actually, that’s not entirely true – I’m sure I was a 34 last year – and although I am currently wearing a pair of jeans with a 36 inch waist, I tried on a different pair with the same size waist and they were stupidly big. Time to get a tape measure…
Junk food consumption aside, I’m pretty happy to be 30. Roll on, um, 36… when I’ll tell you I’m actually 34. (See what I did there?)
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Happpy birthday, Ben! Watch out for that growing waistline… I’m almost 50, but the waistline is catching up at 44. Hope your week is a great one.
Happy Birthday Week, Ben! Take solace in knowing that EVERY milestone decade you reach will find you in the prime of your life (at least until 50, anyways. Can’t speak for beyond that!)
Happy Birthday, Ben! I hope your 30s bring you even bigger and better things than your 20s did.
(btw, I didn’t realize you were so young!)
Thanks all!
Happy belated birthday, Ben.
Hi Ben!
I just came across your blog and am pleased to wish you a Happy Birthday!
Enjoy your 30′s, they are the very best time of life, at least so far. I find as I grow, well, older things just seem to get better and better.
I can relate to the waste thing though. Gotta keep working on that one!
God Bless,
Lesley
Thank you!