Thursday, February 10, 2011

Pardon me, have you seen my 30s?

Pardon me, but have you seen my 30s?

I swear they were here just a minute ago....

I mean, honestly, how could I have lost a decade? Perhaps if I retrace my steps I will be able to locate them:

Let's see..., I picked up my 30s in Lake Oswego, Oregon. Perhaps they have wandered back there in search of their old friends, my 20s and my teens.

Then again, a large part of my 30s were stored in Spokane, Washington. Maybe I left them behind when we moved to France.

No, that can't be right. I am absolutely certain that I have seen my 30s since we arrived in France. Why yes, I know I had them when I got here. I saw them JUST yesterday! Now where could they be?

Maybe they were stolen. I hear that 30s are going for big bucks on e-bay. But seriously, who would want to buy my 30s? I mean they are not in perfect condition. They are stretched and faded from years of intensive use. Of course some of that wear and tear did enhance them. Actually, they were just getting comfortable, to tell you the truth.

It is quite possible that they are right here under my nose, hiding in plain sight. After all, it is easy to lose 10 years in the midst of love and life. What is it that they say about time flying?

FLYING! Why, that's it. I forgot that time flies! No wonder my 30s got away, I should have used my butterfly net! Oh well. They were nice to have while they stuck around.


Well, well, well, what is this I see before me? Could it be a bright, shiny, NEW decade? Wow, it is absolutely beautiful! A clean slate, full of hope and potential. I can hardly wait to try it on for size.

Hello, 40s. My name is Jenn. It's nice to meet you.


  1. I have to say, now nearing the middle, the 40s have been pretty darn awesome.

    Welcome! I think you're gonna like it here :)

  2. Happy Happy Birthday precious friend. Who needs 30's? 40s are where it is at. You are going to rock them my dear.