Turning Old

My 30th birthday is 54 days away. But who’s counting? I’m gonna have a party. You’re all invited.

I’ve been trying to lose some extra pounds because after this is baby talk and this could be the last year I recognize myself sans clothes. “Trying” is a bit of stretch. Really, I just hope they lose me.

So I’m failing at getting me ready but trying to get party ready. Things are moving along and I already ordered these cocktail napkins. And that’s about it. No music, no food, but I’ve got cocktail napkins. Actually I don’t even have them. They’ve only been ordered.

Even my inspiration is a little uninspiring.

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You’re meaning me.

I don’t necessarily want cake pops but I do like the idea of putting gold flakes on something. Maybe a cake.

And this is just for me to get me feeling better about the age I’m turning.

Every time I read this I feel like crying. Not because I think it’s touching but because I’m trying really hard to believe it.

Any women out there cope okay with entering into the new age bracket?

Happy Monday!

images via geronimo balloons, sweetapolita

  1. March 19, 2012

    thank goodness you are looking better by the day! truth is, you still get carded everywhere we go so somebody’s still rockin’, haaaa. gonna be a great bash, I for one can’t wait.

    • March 19, 2012

      Hope I get an invite! man, I am really creep stalking her comments today.


  2. I HATED HATED HATED turning 30, which was in November. I worked out like crazy and dieted for months and then decided I didn’t want to celebrate at all. I ended up eating dinner with my Mom at the Cheesecake Factory. It was awful. My friends insisted that celebrate the weekend after but I refused to have any stupid 30 themed stuff so they threw me a fake Bachellorette party complete with a sash and crown. It was pretty funny, I didn’t even have a boyfriend at the time.

    I’m coming to your party and we can put gold sprinkles on everything.

    • March 19, 2012

      Omg fake bachelorette is genius!! hilarious indeed. we need to meet in real life, ask Irene, i’m a good time! ok, we all need to meet up. thx for the idea for the friend!

    • March 19, 2012

      Fake bachelorette makes for one unforgettable 30th. That’s hilarious.

  3. March 19, 2012

    All I can say is embrace and own your age and be grateful for all the wisdom you have gathered all of these years. The hardest thing for me has been the idea of death…specifically dieing or losing someone that I love. I always lived very carefree, fearless, and felt invincible…almost immortal. I thought everything and everyone around me would be there tomorrow, so I took a lot of things for granted. My fear of death has made me live and love even harder. Now, I make a conscious effort to spend more time with those that I love, I have less “random” friends, and I try to do things that matter. All of which is the bright side of getting older 🙂 NOW I really understand the saying “Life is too short.” IT IS!

    When you truly understand that…that’s when you really start living! Cheers to you! I look forward to celebrating!

  4. March 19, 2012

    I am turning 30 this year too! My twenties were pretty incredible, so I’m curious about what the decade will bring!

  5. March 19, 2012

    Don’t even talk to me. You know what age bracket I’m entering next year.
    That quote is one of my favorites! I try to remind my grandpa of it every time he gets grumpy – which is a lot.

  6. March 19, 2012

    If you are going for the golden flake theme, perhaps gold schlager should be your specialty shot?

    perfect for celebrating another year. Now, I too cry at that quote. because it is totally true. But a wise friend once told me, Don’t Cry because it’s over, be happy because it happened. Same meaning, but I remember it. doesn’t make 3 a prettier number, but you don’t look at day over 21!!!!

    ok, am i invited to the party?


    • March 20, 2012


      I happened upon your blog on accident, but after reading your post I felt I needed to comment. Ah turning 30, the highs and lows of life. When I turned 30, I was filing for divorce from a man that was having an affair with another woman. I was in college and had 3 daughters 10 and under. I was living with my parents and just plain miserable.

      Well 15 year later. I own my own home. I have acquired a master’s degree. I raised 3 college educated daughters. I have been a world traveler. I finally found the man of my dreams because I chose not to settle for the imposters that wandered through my life.

      My 30’s were scary, but my 40’s have been fabulous. I can’t wait to see what the good Lord has in store for me.

      So I say Cheers, Happy Birthday and Look out world here you come!


  7. March 20, 2012

    I saw a dress that looks just like your napkins! You should wear it.

  8. March 20, 2012

    Oh you’re just a youngun’! Don’t worry, you’ll get used to it. I had a friend tell me once that her 30’s were so much better than her 20’s, and I’m starting to believe it’s true. I’m 34 (ugh) and although I’m scared as hell to get old, I’m starting to slowly accept it. Slowly! PS- I saw a recipe lately for champagne cupcakes. You could top them with gold sprinkles! Possible party idea??

  9. March 21, 2012

    30 is prime. I said it.
    You’re not twenty something anymore, which we all have to agree that there are some insecurities here and there. Call me crazy but, when I turned 20 I thought the world was over because I wasn’t a teen anymore. Just to realize all the independence (and did I mention insecurities?) that awaited, plus you learn to accept yourself for who you are. Then at 25 I was like, “When I turn 30 it’s going to be prime!”.
    I’m turning 30 in November and I won’t lie I freaked out last year that I turned 29. I told the husband that he need to throw a huge party for me! Let’s celebrate prime!
    Do I hear baby talk? You’re going to have a purtty baby!!

  10. March 22, 2012

    I liked this post. It gave me some definite inspiration nudge nudge wink wink. Don’t worry about getting older…I guess I can say this as an almost 28 year old but I’m excited for my 30s. Talk to me in 2 years though and we’ll see.

  11. March 27, 2012

    I’m really loving my 30s. I felt so unsure of things in my 20s. Now I’m learning to put myself first and do things I actually want to do. I think it’s going to be a great year for you!

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