Dude, that is old. Half my life ago was one of my favorite summers, the summer I was 17. So, instead of talking about my 34 year old self, I'll remember some things about the year I was 17. Ah, watch Becky wax nostalgic.
- I drove a big brown Ford Torino that had a pole shaped dent in the bumper, from hitting a big pole. I had inherited the car from my sister Amy. It took 2 tanks of gas to drive to and from Salt Lake.
- I was doing a ballet summer camp at Ballet West with my friend Rebecca.
- I lived in the basement of a house full of college girls, one of whom was Rebecca's step sister. She kept an annoyingly close eye on us, but we still managed to get away with a lot.
- Every morning, we would walk to the university. She would count how many times I tripped over curbs and stuff (it was usually a lot).
- I spent most of my nights with Rebecca watching the 1992 summer Olympics. Of course, we loved watching the gymnastics most of all.
- But on some nights, we would sneak off to talk about our boyfriends and smoke at Sugar House Park.
- Since I had a summer birthday, I'd never had a reason for a school class to sing happy birthday. So it was the first time I'd ever been sung to in class. I liked it more than I wanted to admit. Summer birthdays are a gyp.
- I dated 3 different guys the year I was 17: Daron, Theo, and Gary. I don't know that any of them ever met my parents.
- My best friends when I was 17 were Cindy, Rebecca, and Angie.
- 17 meant that I was a senior in high school, even though I went to community college instead.
- 17 was the year I went to my first Grateful Dead concert. A concert shouldn't be a milestone in someones life, but it was in mine. It was the beginning of an era that defined who I was. It was the fun era.
- I had never tasted alcohol before I was 17.
- I think 17 was about the perfect age.
- And since I can't think of anything else good about being 17, I'll say this: I secretly love my birthday. It still carries a little bit of the magic that it did when I was young.
- Part of my birthday present this year was a run on the Jordan River parkway with my hubby yesterday. My kids rode their bikes and scooters with us, and it was about as perfect a moment as I could ever have dreamed. I love running with Shane because we have the best talks.
- I took today off. I like not working on my birthday.
- I am glad I'm 34, because I feel stronger in my life than I ever have. I'm doing everything I want, and I know that good things are in store. So even though I loved 17, 34 looks pretty good too. And, it's much better than the alternative.
8 comments:
HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!
xox
Happy Birthday! I love 34 year olds! I was thinking about you today while I was at Wal-Mart. My subconscious must have sensed that today is special.
Happy Birthday. 34 is not old! I'll be joining you in a month!
Happy birthday beck! I love you!! :)
Happy birthday Becky! (From Amy's blog!)
Glad it was a great day!
I love that you love your birthday. Also, I love that you were sneaking smokes while in a special summer ballet school. Dude, that is like a scene from an angsty teenage movie. You rock!
Happy, Happy, Belated Birthday!!! I thought of you that day and then didn't get around to calling. Love You!
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