Definitions of age vary greatly but from what I can tell “classic” is more than 25. Let’s be honest, what 25-year-old is truly ‘classic?’ 25 is more like a hangover. Too young to stay in, too mature to stay out all night, but they try anyway. Ahh, but 30. 30 is classic. Old enough to know better and smart enough to know what to do about it- in theory.

I think back to a previous post from this week about whether or not to enjoy time with friends and family at places such as wineries and parties. Well, my friends, we have an answer. FB_IMG_1469966504707
Hubs, in conjunction with our wonderful families, planned a super-surprise-princess-winery birthday party. I-kid-you-not. We had plans to go to a winery and hang out. Unbeknownst to me, there was to be a party and earlier that week I started inviting people to my own party. Everyone was really good and thankfully no one ruined the surprise. I didn’t take as many photos as I should have, in fact, I think I took 2, but that’s okay. It’s the memories that matter. Family, from near and far, and friends were gathered around a Disney-Princess-Themed table complete with princess tutus (made by Oma) and signs like “Magic Carpet Cheese & Crackers.”  It. Was. Awesome. Wine and wine-slush, pizza & snacks; everything a great party needs. Then came the rain. We didn’t let it dampen our fun as we collected everything and scurried under the cover of the ‘barn.’ Once we got everything put away- to Oma & Daddio’s we went. There the party continued with laughter, food & fun. I even got a set of fantastic Disney personalized wine glasses (Bippity Boppity, Wine & Hakuna Moscato) in keeping with the theme. While enjoying the people, food & fun, I realized something else: the years just keep getting better. I have a unique group of friends and a fantastic family. No matter how far apart, or how long it’s been since we’ve connected, those who really care for you will be there (in spirit too) when it’s time to celebrate. Popular culture says I’m supposed to don a black veil and feel frumpy and old today. That I’m supposed to lament the passing of my 20s and gaze with horror upon the dreaded 3-0 years.  I don’t feel that way at all. My hair has yet to turn gray (if it does, we’ve got dye for that), I’ve got two awesome kids & a husband that loves me and only new adventures coming my way. Snapchat-3657080966670363636As I sat with Little Bear early this morning, in the quiet while everyone else was sleeping, I smiled and could only think of the good things that are ahead.

As they say, age is only a number.

Be Great,



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4 thoughts on “Classic

  1. You are still so very young! I’m over 40 and I still feel like the same person I was in high school. One thing that makes it bittersweet for me is seeing how all my friends have aged over the years. Some of them look amazing, but some of them are not aging so gracefully. You still have lots of time to lament. Sounds like you had a wonderful birthday!

    • It was a great day! I have a gorgeous mother and grandmother so hopefully, those genes will be passed to me! It’s also how we care for ourselves. I enjoyed reading your tips on your blog! Hope to see you back at GfG soon!

  2. I love that you are embracing every year of your life! I’m only 25 and I’m excited to see who I will become by 3-0! Your life is turning out pretty amazing…keep it up!!

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