It's the twelfth of January, already. How did that happen? We're almost two full weeks into the year, just like that.
This year promises to be a big one, too. I'm not talking about any of you, I mean for me. I was born in 1969 so this is the year I turn 40.
Thank heavens there's a couple of mates who'll hit the big Four-Oh before me ;)
Don't bother clicking their links, the slack buggers haven't updated their Blogs in donkey's :P
40 years old.
Technically I'm already in my 40th year, because each birthday actually celebrates the culmination of another year since you were born. And because I was born on August 30th, and there's just 7 1/2 months until my birthday, if you believe life begins at conception then I'm already over 40 years old.
What have I done during these past 40 years that's actually note worthy?
When I was about 4-5 I fell out of a tree, dropping approximately 15' to the ground where I struck my head on a concrete lawn edging. Oh yes, there was blood.
At maybe 8-10 years old I pushed a basketball out to my little sister and probably saved her from drowning.
As a teenager I won a couple of ribbons for athletics in High School, and even represented my school in an inter-school tournament.
I also finished second in a regional marathon (my first & only), then waited around for the presentation ceremony where I discovered that just as in life, there's no prize for coming in second; you're just the first loser.
At 19 years old I crashed my grandparents' car into a very large tree. The tree survived, the car did not.
At 20 years old I competed in the Victorian State Karate Championships, where I had the dubious distinction of being eliminated by the eventual Winner of my Division. It wasn't really that big of a deal. Just like in Karate Kid, anyone with their Sensei's approval could compete :P
In my late 20s I flew to the U.S. to meet a woman I'd met on the internet. Later we got married, and eventually had two kids.
I also completed my University degree here in the States. I graduated in absentia, but my parents were still proud of me.
And that's been my life, so far.
What haven't I done?
The only goal I set for myself (that I recall) which I never actually accomplished was to race Puffing Billy.
I also don't own a classic (pre-70's) Ford Mustang, but there's still time for that ;)
Oh, I also never became a millionaire by 30 years of age, because the system I had for betting on Horse Races worked brilliantly in the data gathering stages, but failed miserably when it was actually put into practice.
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Heh, Merry Unbirthday! I look like I'm 40, does that count in the race? I feel like I'm even older... does that count?
I'm not sure if I look 40, or I'm just deluding myself ;)
Some days though I definitely feel my 40 years, plus a few more.
I like this. lol I may steal this idea someday, though I fear my significant events would just end up being more sad than funny.
When we went to New Orleans a couple of weeks ago, a woman there told me I looked forty. Of course, she was pretty loaded on Hurricanes.
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