Yup. It was birthday time again on Saturday. Turned 46. One step closer to the BIG 5-Oh. But, as I think about approaching 50, I have to admit my response is “Fifty-schmifty. Big deal.”
A friend at church is just a day after me – mine is May 21, hers the 22nd. The difference is, she turns 32 today, while I’m at 46. And, I wouldn’t have imagined that I was that much older than her, or a lot of the people we hang out with at church, especially in the contemporary service.
Vicki reminded me that we tend not to act our age, so we don’t seem like a couple crusing through their mid 40’s. And, I have to agree. Evidently, I don’t have enough experience being middle aged, because I can’t seem to act like it. And, working in kid’s radio does add to that.
Thanks to Hannah for the balloons on my birthday. I’ve still got the mylar one back at my desk – the other two were dead by Sunday afternoon when I came into the office. And, thanks to Vicki for the lovely pictures – now we just need the new house to hang them in.
No birthday cake, but I am eating some now, in transition to regular food. Although, since I never went totally off of food, it’s really not a biggie. We’re just working through everything and seeing where I go from here. I gained 3 pounds this week, which is what I expected because of my legs. Sleep is a little better, and Dr. Osborne gave me an Rx for sleeping pills – just enough to hopefully shut down my brain when I’m having one of those nights, but not enough to like knock me out and mess with my breathing.
Not much else to say. I got married when I was 23. Now, I’m twice that. So, I’m almost at that point where I’ll have been married to Vicki longer than I was single without her. Woo hoo 🙂