I’m so OLD!

Just Kidding!(but maybe I’m not.)


birthday (Photo credit: Aih.)

I meant to get on yesterday, but it was just too bananas. Yesterday was my birthday. I turned 29! I’m so OLD!

I know 29 isn’t really old, but it can certainly feel that way. People sometimes say that ‘Age is just a number,’ or ‘It’s all relative.’ They’re right to some degree. Of course, that’s usually people who are older and don’t want to be seen as old or feel old.

I have always kind of felt like I never act my age. Sometimes I seem like a kid in a grown up world. I love to goof off, and play and watch cartoons. I like to sit around on the weekends in my pajamas and play video games. I like to read stories about grand kingdoms, beautiful princesses, daring heroes and fearsome villains.

Other times, I seem to be much older than I really am. I enjoy a cup of hot tea, I like reading more than Television, and I don’t like to go out as often as some of my friends. I clean up very well, and I prefer suits to sport coats. I am quite the gentleman.

So I got older yesterday. As some of you may already realize though, everyone hits an age where the day doesn’t make you feel any different than the day before. I found that day sometime in the last couple of years. I’m okay with that, but it does take some of the ceremony out of having a birthday.

Regardless, I like the fact that I’m so changeable. It gets in the way sometimes, when I can’t focus on what I’d like to be more like at a certain time. Overall, I’d prefer to be a little more unpredictable. I like my routine to be predictable, but I don’t like to be predictable in it.


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Listen Here Whippersnapper!

I’m totally starting to look old.

World Beard and Moustache Championship - Rolan...

World Beard and Moustache Championship – Roland van Den Bremt (Photo credit: zieak)

I’m really not THAT old, even though most of the people I work with are waaaaayyyyy younger than me and I feel old. I just noticed the other day that my age is actually starting to catch up with me, and I look like my age. It really isn’t all that bad though.

I have a big forehead. Based on my immediate male family members, I’m lucky to have made it past 21 with any semblance of hair on my head. I do have a couple spots that it’s thinning in the corners though. What really starts to make me look older though, are the interspersed grey hairs on the sides of my head. I have decently dark brown hair, so they aren’t immediately noticeable. In fact, for a pretty long time I thought they were just some blonde hairs sneaking their way back in, since my hair was really light when I was younger. If I really look, totally not blonde. Just some grey.

As for my face, I’ve always had relatively deep set eyes, and a decent set of bags under them. That coupled with other assorted eye wrinkles means I don’t typically fall into the category of “bright-eyed and bushy-tailed.” At least they still sparkle, and they get very blue when I’m outside on a clear day.

I also typically favor a beard. I must have some sort of chin covering of some sort lest I look EXACTLY like my father. I love my Padre, but I don’t need to look just like him everyday. Special occasions only. Having a full beard doesn’t exactly take any years off the look though. It isn’t an exceptionally popular look with my age group and cultural set. That’s cool, I look pretty freakin’ sweet, so I’ll be a rebel. There’s a big caveat here though; Once you start getting grey beard hairs,(like I found yesterday) the amount a full beard ages you goes up exponentially for every grey hair. I’m gonna look like Santa if I go too grey to quickly.

Regardless, age is just a number and all that. This isn’t meant to be a complaint, or even a wistful look back on those times I looked younger. I just noticed a grey beard hair and thought I was starting to actually look a bit older. I’m not all that worried about it actually. I’m going to be the same person no matter how old I look. Grey hair, no hair, wrinkles, or Santa beard, I’m still me.

Do you look your age? Do you look like life has aged you ahead of your time? or do you, like The Wife frequently still get mistaken for a high-schooler when you wear t-shirts from your place of employment? (She’s a teacher. God bless her)