Thursday, July 17, 2008
So, I'm Marrying a 30-Year Old
As this title implies, today is Dan's 30th birthday. And I'm not too far behind. This picture is from his birthday fiesta last Saturday night, where he and I and some good friends celebrated the three-decade mark. Thirty can be scary because it's always been associated with the beginning of adulthood, throughout society and literature. And what is adulthood, really? Is it when falling asleep early on a Friday night after an exhausting week at work seems a lot more appealing than hitting up the bars? Or when you start looking to buy a home and matching pots and pans? And, of course, moving forward with careers. But as the two of us emerge into this grown-up world, having an inner, light-hearted child inside is more important than ever. And it's not mutually exclusive. We can look at china patterns, think about our future together, while laughing at silly jokes and even making it out to the bar one night!
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Isn't 30 the new 20. Your actually marrying a younger man. Very progressive.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY DAN!!
See my other post on 7/13
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