I just celebrated my 33rd birthday. I still feel like I'm 14 and I still act like I'm 10. Will I ever grow up? It was with this question I started my weekend long birthday extravaganza. As I reminiced my 32nd year, I realized that alot had happened to me last year; new house, a new car (twice) and a new girlfriend. The latter has forced me to mature at a faster rate than I had been in the previous 32. Forced may be a strong term, there were no, "it's the foosball table or ME" ultimatums (thanks, honey) or "I took the liberty of selling your drums on Ebay." She's so not like that. Maybe I should say she guided me to discover the slightly more adult version of myself.
Take the Land Rover situation. I was spending $600 per month in gas to power that thing as she lives more than 40 miles from me. She told me to consider a new car. I considered a BMW Z4. She said it was hard to fit 2 people and a large dog in a 2 seater. I agreed and purchased a BMW 325i, which, in her opinion, I drive far too fast. Some things I can not change.
On the second day of my extravaganza, we cleaned my garage. Again, so out of character for someone that used to play GTA: San Andreas in my pajamas on weekends and eat pizza. After the cleansing, we met my friends at one of my favorite watering holes in DC. After consuming a mere 3 beers and 3 SoCo shots I fell asleep AT THE BAR. Not passed out, FELL ASLEEP.
Sunday, the third and final day of my birthday weekend. We finished cleaning the garage. I found my winter hat collection. The girlfriend hates these hats, which make me love them even more. My favorite one is blue wool, with ear flaps and long rope tassels. It's lined with polar fleece. I wore it all day. It was 90 degrees and sunny. I think I lost weight from my head. Why you may ask? I have only one answer: My youth is gone. All I have left is my immaturity.
I am old and lame, but still extremely good looking.
Take the Land Rover situation. I was spending $600 per month in gas to power that thing as she lives more than 40 miles from me. She told me to consider a new car. I considered a BMW Z4. She said it was hard to fit 2 people and a large dog in a 2 seater. I agreed and purchased a BMW 325i, which, in her opinion, I drive far too fast. Some things I can not change.
On the second day of my extravaganza, we cleaned my garage. Again, so out of character for someone that used to play GTA: San Andreas in my pajamas on weekends and eat pizza. After the cleansing, we met my friends at one of my favorite watering holes in DC. After consuming a mere 3 beers and 3 SoCo shots I fell asleep AT THE BAR. Not passed out, FELL ASLEEP.
Sunday, the third and final day of my birthday weekend. We finished cleaning the garage. I found my winter hat collection. The girlfriend hates these hats, which make me love them even more. My favorite one is blue wool, with ear flaps and long rope tassels. It's lined with polar fleece. I wore it all day. It was 90 degrees and sunny. I think I lost weight from my head. Why you may ask? I have only one answer: My youth is gone. All I have left is my immaturity.
I am old and lame, but still extremely good looking.
Sorry I missed your special day, but you will always be my "Mom". Please come up and visit me in Philly. Give Bailey a big huge from his aunt.
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