About 2 years ago, it seemed to me that just about every milestone birthday had some traditional event that went with it:
16= sweet sixteen party
18= buy yourself a lottery ticket
21= go out drinking
25= rent a car without paying extra fees
...but 30 was totally lacking. I figure that's mostly due to the fact that by the time most people turn 30 they are married with kids and partying is kind of out of the question. Last week I thought about how different my 30th birthday celebration was going to be from some of my other friends. They had adult dinners at fancy restaurants and I had friends over for a casual kid-friendly barbecue. Not that either party is better than the other, they're just different. (Ha. If our regular gang of friends were to go out for an adult dinner at a nice restaurant, we'd employ just about every babysitter in Humboldt County.)
I needed some sort of rite of passage activity, so I decided to chop my hair off and donate it. I've done it before, and I'm not particularly attached to my hair, so I think I'll do it every 10 years on my birthday. I don't have any pics of the new 'do yet, but I'll post one soon.
30's not so bad. I've decided to start wearing makeup. (We'll see how long that lasts!)
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