{"id":14759,"date":"2014-05-23T10:13:25","date_gmt":"2014-05-23T17:13:25","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/pwoodford.net\/blog\/?p=14759"},"modified":"2014-05-23T10:37:33","modified_gmt":"2014-05-23T17:37:33","slug":"friday-bag-o-unwanted-birthdays","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/pwoodford.net\/blog\/?p=14759","title":{"rendered":"Friday Bag o&#8217; Unwanted Birthdays"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignleft\" src=\"https:\/\/farm6.staticflickr.com\/5581\/14249026661_c73e7b48e1_q.jpg\" alt=\"old age bag\" width=\"150\" height=\"150\" \/>My 16th birthday was a red letter day. I remember how excited I was to be old enough to drive. Getting my\u00a0first draft card\u00a0when I turned 18 was a big deal too.\u00a0The traditional\u00a0milestone, 21, came and went without any special celebration &#8230; Donna and I had been married almost two years by that point, and we already had a child. Alcohol? Donna&#8217;s six months older than me;\u00a0she&#8217;d\u00a0been buying us\u00a0beer and wine for some time.\u00a0I remember being perversely happy when I turned 30. Never trust anyone over 30, we used to say, so when I hit that mark I finally felt\u00a0like an adult.<\/p>\n<p>Turning 40, 50, 60, even 65? Just numbers; they didn&#8217;t mean all that\u00a0much to me. But this post is about my wife (no, really it&#8217;s about me). Donna\u00a0felt bad for a while when she turned 40. Other than that, though, she never went\u00a0into the doldrums over her age. I mean, what the hell are you going to do about it anyway?<\/p>\n<p>But today Donna turned 68.\u00a0Which means I&#8217;ll be turning 68 soon. Which means we&#8217;re almost in our 70s. I don&#8217;t think Donna&#8217;s too concerned about it, but it hit me this morning, when I kissed her and wished her a happy birthday, that we&#8217;re officially getting old. I guess I&#8217;m feeling today the way Donna says she felt when she turned 40. And I don&#8217;t like it.<\/p>\n<p>I almost shared this\u00a0on Facebook. Instead, I just mentioned that it&#8217;s\u00a0Donna&#8217;s birthday. I feared typing\u00a0the actual number would creep out\u00a0our friends, most of whom\u00a0are younger than we are.\u00a0A lot of people read what I post on Facebook. Hardly anyone reads this blog, so I&#8217;ll share my gloomy thoughts here. Winter is coming.<\/p>\n<p>The bright side? Apart from the aches and pains that come with getting older, we&#8217;re both healthy and happy. Long may it stay that way! What&#8217;s that they say about 70 these days? Oh, right &#8230; 70 is the new 50!<\/p>\n<p>Well, I say bullshit. 70 is 70. But we&#8217;re not there yet.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>My 16th birthday was a red letter day. I remember how excited I was to be old enough to drive. Getting my\u00a0first draft card\u00a0when I turned 18 was a big deal too.\u00a0The traditional\u00a0milestone, 21, came and went without any special celebration &#8230; Donna and I had been married almost two years by that point, and [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[2],"tags":[1548,1547],"class_list":["post-14759","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-personal","tag-birthdays","tag-donna"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/pwoodford.net\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/14759","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/pwoodford.net\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/pwoodford.net\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/pwoodford.net\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/pwoodford.net\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=14759"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/pwoodford.net\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/14759\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":14762,"href":"https:\/\/pwoodford.net\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/14759\/revisions\/14762"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/pwoodford.net\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=14759"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/pwoodford.net\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=14759"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/pwoodford.net\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=14759"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}