Comments on: look out you rock ‘n rollers

By: wannabe mom

wannabe mom — Sat, 09 Feb 2008 23:55:39 +0000

awww, happy belated birthday, from one middle-aged “lady” to another. can i see your i.d.?

By: Oh, The Joys

Oh, The Joys — Fri, 08 Feb 2008 02:05:19 +0000

Happy Birthday, friend.

(Did you know I lived in Leeds for a year!)

By: Joanna

Joanna — Thu, 07 Feb 2008 19:28:22 +0000

Happy Belated, Bon. You are someone I would love to meet in real life, someone I admire even though I don’t know you. Your writing is stellar and your soul – woman, you have soul. You are a rockstar in so many ways, girl. I hope this coming year brings it all your way. XO

By: Aliki

Aliki — Thu, 07 Feb 2008 18:05:24 +0000

Happy Birthday! I loved 36, I love 38 now, but I tremble at the thought of 40.

Sigh.

By: NotSoSage

NotSoSage — Thu, 07 Feb 2008 17:48:02 +0000

i was always the young’un, too. an august baby who got skipped a grade, i had classmates who were a good year and a half my senior. unlike you, though, i’ve always feared and hated getting older. even the milestones – 16, get to drive a car, 18, legally no longer a minor, 19, drinking age in Ontario – never appealed to me.

i, too, hope that all that is ahead for you is domestic pleasureness and loads of under-the-tablecloth kind of fun. you deserve it, as much as anyone does.

By: Moondance

Moondance — Thu, 07 Feb 2008 17:00:00 +0000

I have empathy for this part:
i always felt like i was running double fast just to get old enough to count, to do something interesting, to be heard. to be worthy of being heard, to have enough life under my belt to stop being treated like an ingenue.

As someone who turned 43 last month, all I can say is, I changed. After years of wanting to be taken seriously, and wanting to prove myself, I realized I have no need or desire to prove myself any longer. I am happy with who I am, ad don’t regret that I am not what I thought I wanted to be.

Sounds like you are getting there, too.

By: Hannah

Hannah — Thu, 07 Feb 2008 13:26:10 +0000

Happy belated, Bon. I eat oatmeal every morning. And a boiled egg. Turns out mom was right all those years when she kept saying a good breakfast would set you up for the whole day. ;)

By: mimi

mimi — Thu, 07 Feb 2008 02:55:50 +0000

Happy Birthday, fellow Aquarian! I turned 35 on the 31st — and had oatmeal. Yum.

You’re so right that our outlooks change as we age. I don’t mind at all. Bring on the peace and quiet, I say.

By: tash

tash — Thu, 07 Feb 2008 01:51:28 +0000

Gah, forgot to say Happy Belated and all that. Hope there was cake (mashed, with cream on, like they do on the isle) at some point following the porridge.

By: tash

tash — Thu, 07 Feb 2008 01:50:25 +0000

I used to always consider myself “mature” for my years, until last, and now I realize I was an extremely young late thirty-something. I also wanted to be *something* and now I’m not even sure I’m a good mom. And like you, after the last year, I really don’t give a crap if I ever use my PhD as long as my living child and husband are there when I wake up in the morning.

Funny, I was going to tell an oatmeal story next week. Must be something there.