Today is my birthday. I have lived 24 years. A year ago I was living in Sunnyvale, California, making juices and figuring out what I wanted to do with my life. I don’t make juice anymore, but I’m still working on that second part. I have gained several things in the last year, including but not limited to: a husband, amazing friendships, new job experiences, a love of New York, and weight. That last one – I’m not so bothered by anymore. I am what I am, and that’s ok!
Another year older, another year
wider wiser. Sometimes I feel like I am growing up too fast. Are we grown-ups already? Buying groceries, cooking dinner, paying bills, and worrying? We don’t stay out late partying (at least I don’t), and I don’t have any enough days where I just do nothing (nothing meaning read, play, and do other fun kid-like things).
Sometimes I even feel like I am too old for Facebook, but I think that’s just because I’m sick of Facebook. (I can’t wait to see The Social Network – I think my office is all seeing it together – we have a love/hate relationship with Facebook).
I am not too old! (And neither are you.)
I’m not too old to get giddy when my husband (who is also my best friend) takes me out for an early birthday dinner at Souen (this was Monday). I got Vegetable Curry with Brown Rice.
Bobby got Mabo Tofu with Brown Rice.
And we split a Vegan Kabocha Squash and Chocolate Chip Scone (this is like Maggie in dessert form – all of my favorites: kabocha, chocolate, scone).
That dessert put me in a wonderful mood, and Bobby even agreed that it was awesome. I gave him the smaller half (yes Dad, I know it’s not a half if it’s smaller!). And here are some more related dessert favorites:
- Kabocha Pie
- Kabocha & Garlic (okay this is not dessert but I would have it *instead* of dessert because it’s just that awesome)
- Macrobiotic Oat Bran Mini-Scones
- Banana Avocado Chocolate Pudding
- Chocolate Banana Popsicles
I am not too old to break a habit OR to make a new one.
I am proving to myself that I can make new habits, and I am also working on breaking old ones. Yoga daily? You bet! Nighttime snacking? So gone.
I am not too old to act like a kid, or even eat like one.
I eat what I want, and sometimes it’s what I liked when I was little. Sometimes it’s not. I didn’t know about kabocha until I was 22, and I have to make up for all those lost years.
I am not too old to be spontaneous.
Like 2 weekends ago!
I can keep going…
I am not too old to make new friends.
I am not too old to still be young.
I am not too old to try new things.
I am not too old to have big dreams.
I am not too old at all, in fact!