On Turning 45

I will be 45 on Thursday. I have always celebrated a birthday week and this year really isn’t the exception other than, I must admit, that I’m a little wigged out about being five years out of 50. Just typing that makes me want to vomit a little bit.

When other people tell you that “IT COULD BE WORSE! HA, HA … YOU COULD BE DEAD!!!” I want to throw a goat at them. Yeah, I know I could be dead, dickweed, but I’m also getting older, my body is changing and the last year has not been a walk in the sun.

Ahem, I digress.

But then I think about things and realize that being crabby is just a reaction to the rational realization that I’m not getting any younger and I’ve been ready to get on with things for awhile.

So, here is a list of 45 things in honor of 45 years. There is no rhyme or reason to any of this, I assure you:

  1. I got to see Stevie Ray Vaughn right before he died in a concert in Montreal that also included on the marquee The Police, Peter Tosh and The Talking Heads.
  2. I got to visit Portland, OR and would move there if I had a job waiting on me. Without hesitation.
  3. I have known love.
  4. I have learned that it’s easier now not to let people take free room and board in my head, although it still happens sometimes.
  5. I have seen kindness and learn to recognize it after seeing acts of unkindness. Only when I saw both sides did I realize that you have to look for the good and when you do, it is pretty incredible.
  6. I have learned that crying isn’t a sign of weakness.
  7. I understand now the saying that “Time Flies” because it absolutely does to the point that I’m starting to feel the wind in my hair things are moving so quickly.
  8. I have learned that I cannot go into that good night gently, nor would I want to.
  9. Even in this journey around the sun for the 45th time, I have realized that I am absolutely still not very good with silence from others although I sometimes must immerse myself in a world with little noise. It’s a conundrum.
  10. I still have commitment issues with just about everything.
  11. Laughing is EVERYTHING it’s cracked up to be.
  12. I sometimes, however, lose my sense of humor. I usually find it behind the couch or caught up in the cushions.
  13. I still miss my grandparents although they died 30 years ago.
  14. I still love horror novels and movies.
  15. I have learned that I’m not very comfortable with freelancing. Just not cut out for it.
  16. I still get frightened by the unknown.
  17. I used to know what my dream job was. I don’t know what that is now.
  18. I still love Bigfoot, UFOs and Beer.
  19. I think we have hit a time on this third rock from the sun that people are in love with being outraged.
  20. I still think catfish are one ugly damned species of fish.
  21. Sometimes I need to balance my life out by watching a romantic comedy followed by The Exorcist
  22. I wish I’d gone into the Peace Corps.
  23. I do miss getting dressed up in the mornings in adult clothes.
  24. Hats give anyone who wears one character.
  25. Sometimes I still feel like I am a 13-year-old and laugh at poop/penis/vagina jokes.
  26. I do judge people who have no sense of humor.
  27. Bass Beer is still my favorite beer.
  28. Mabel still cuddles with me and it’s a daily chunk of awesome.
  29. I hate missed opportunities and now that I’m getting older, recognizing what I missed either pisses me off or throws me into a funk.
  30. I really should have taken up eating Cajun food much earlier than I did.
  31. Your body really does change and shift about once every five years. My mother was absolutely right on this one.
  32. I have learned that in the long run, there aren’t really any winners in politics. It’s just a series of ongoing battles.
  33. Cave crickets are the scariest thing on the planet when you are staring one down.
  34. I still like to be pleasantly surprised.
  35. Change is going to happen whether you fight against it or not.
  36. I had a drink with Cheech Marin once when I was 17. I remember and I’m sure he doesn’t.
  37. No matter how old you get, your feelings are occasionally going to get hurt. It’s true.
  38. I feel like there are times when the best thing to do is just get in the car and drive with no destination planned.
  39. I love to hear old people cuss.
  40. My most hated thing is to hear a person tell another person that they are stupid.
  41. I have learned the difference between loneliness and being alone.
  42. Shark Week still makes me giggle.
  43. I feel like I’ve aged five years this past summer.
  44. I still chew my fingernails. I have this down to a science.
  45. This still makes me howl.

I’m sure I’ll be chewing on this birthday all week.

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  3. The Big 4-5. Man you’re old.

  4. Christian says:

    Oooh, now I can comment! Happy b-day week, and I reckon I gots some living to do :) Now, i saw J.R. Lind link to you saying “She’s back,” like you’ve been MIA or something. What’s he talking about?

  5. Russ says:

    I love, love, LOVE this post. I want this printed on a great big poster.

    Bravo, ‘Coma, and (early) happy birthday!

  6. Vvixen says:

    I also turn 45 on Saturday. I find the only way to cope with getting older is to embrace change. Once you become nostalgic for the past or the old ways, you fall into a rut that only leads to the grave.

    Like you, I will never outgrow my fear of cave crickets. I am convinced they are not really of this planet, but are tiny versions of the monsters from “Alien.”

  7. Girly says:

    Aww, such a beautiful list. You make me want to cry sometimes and hug you always.

    I’ll be 42 in December and while so much of me also feels 13, I’m also astonished at the wind through my hair and I have regrets. But I can’t help but be grateful for whatever wisdom I’ve acquired and I hope you feel the same. I think you do – you’ve certainly shed a lovely light on the world.

    I hope you’re having a good Birthday Week, (I’m similar in claiming the entire month of December as mine!)

  8. WhitesCreek says:

    Girl, we share the birth date! Born 16 years before you were, I can tell you there’s not a day I lived before 45 that I enjoyed more than every day I have lived since. Of course there were milestones and great days for the memories but I promise you’ll keep making good memories for a long long time to come.

    When a cute young thing like you worries about 45 it makes me feel funny in my giggle places. Stop in at Whites Creek and I’ll show you how happy you can make a fish with a cave cricket. And catfish are beautiful compared to a goat head sucker, which is actually a really cool fish in its own right.

    Enjoy your birthday. Mine will be a bit happier knowing we’ll be celebrating at the same time.

  9. jim voorhies says:

    Hell, I turned 45 so long ago I can damn near drink and vote again. Forty-five is nuthin’, sweetie, not even a pothole on the road to wisdom. In fact, the only problem with that road is once you start to get close to wisdom, your memory up and takes a powder so you can’t remember how to find the damn place. Happy birthday, ‘Coma!