There once was a cute girl named Fawn,
who’d recently born two cute spawn.
Out her hoo haa the came
They look just the same.
Thank god her twenties are gone!
Happy birthday Fawn. Turning 30 was no big deal for me, but 37…for some reason that was tough. At 37 I somehow felt that life had passed me by. I identified with the woman in Marianne Faithfull’s “Ballad of Lucy Jordan”:
At the age of thirty-seven she realised she’d never
Ride through Paris in a sports car with the warm wind in her hair.
So she let the phone keep ringing and she sat there softly singing
Little nursery rhymes she’d memorised in her daddy’s easy chair.
Anyway, once I got through that tough patch, hitting 40 was a breeze. Now I’m staring 50 in the face, and I’m actually looking forward to it. All my 50+ friends tell me it’s the best time of their lives. So lots for you to look forward to.
I had the worst time of it a few weeks prior to turning 30. The day after I realized that nothing much had changed and from there on I don’t think I’ve really looked back. Each age has its’ own joys and sorrows, so why sweat it?
Welcome to the world of 30+, now look over your shoulder and wave goodbye to your metabolism!
Happy Birthday! My husband turned 39 earlier in the week! He’s an old man!
Just realized we’re now in the same decade bracket… At least for the next 12 weeks or so.
… But you can still say you’re 29 for a long time and people will believe you instead of laughing like they do at me when I try that.. Now what was the point of this ramble
Hi, and thanks for stopping by! I'm Fawn from Whitehorse, Yukon, and this is my online home. I am wife to Michael and Mama to Jade and Halia, as well as handmaiden to Crook and Nanuq.
These days my life is all about mommyhood, childhood epilepsy, special diets, and just surviving the dishes and laundry...but I have dreams that I'll get out of the house again someday. And when I do, you can bet I'll be singing.
30 eh? I have to say I am not looking forward to that next year. I had a hard enough time with 29 this year!
BUT!
Happy Birthday to yoooouuuu
Happy Birthday to yoooouuuuu
You look like a monkeyyyyy
And you smell like one toooooooooo!!
*as sang by Hunter. You know I would never call you a monkey.
Happy Birthday! Welcome to the 30′s.
Also I love the new name. Beautiful choice. Hope you are all doing well and getting some sleep.
There once was a cute girl named Fawn,
who’d recently born two cute spawn.
Out her hoo haa the came
They look just the same.
Thank god her twenties are gone!
(That’s the best I can do on short notice.)
Happy birthday, my friend! 30 is the shizznit!
Happy Birthday Fawn!
Also Congratulations on your new addition to your family!
Happy birthday Fawn. Turning 30 was no big deal for me, but 37…for some reason that was tough. At 37 I somehow felt that life had passed me by. I identified with the woman in Marianne Faithfull’s “Ballad of Lucy Jordan”:
At the age of thirty-seven she realised she’d never
Ride through Paris in a sports car with the warm wind in her hair.
So she let the phone keep ringing and she sat there softly singing
Little nursery rhymes she’d memorised in her daddy’s easy chair.
Anyway, once I got through that tough patch, hitting 40 was a breeze. Now I’m staring 50 in the face, and I’m actually looking forward to it. All my 50+ friends tell me it’s the best time of their lives. So lots for you to look forward to.
Happy Birthday to a Lady and Mother I admire!
I had the worst time of it a few weeks prior to turning 30. The day after I realized that nothing much had changed and from there on I don’t think I’ve really looked back. Each age has its’ own joys and sorrows, so why sweat it?
Welcome to the world of 30+, now look over your shoulder and wave goodbye to your metabolism!
Happy Birthday! My husband turned 39 earlier in the week! He’s an old man!
Happy Birthday Fawn!!
Just realized we’re now in the same decade bracket… At least for the next 12 weeks or so.
… But you can still say you’re 29 for a long time and people will believe you instead of laughing like they do at me when I try that.. Now what was the point of this ramble
Oh yeah, happy bd 2 u
Happy Belated Birthday!
Happy Belated Birthday..
Young at heart is most important, it is “that” will keep you happy forever not matter what age you are.
-woody