Out of all of my friends, there are two of us who have managed to hold on to our twenties. While everyone else is turning 33 or 32 or 35 we’re just now crossing the threshold. I was talking at dinner the other night about how we should do something together since our birthday’s are so close. My son in all serious said, “Yeah, you could go to Home Depot or Lowe’s or something. Or the retirement center.”
That’s about as much excitement a 30-year-old can have from a 9-year-old perspective.
At least I’m still laughing – for now.