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Originally Posted by beer me

I was in a terrible mood on my 30th birthday. Now I just look back and laugh at that... and laugh at others who think they're getting old at that age.

Same here, it was the only kegger I ever had. At the time, I was heavy on the dart scene, and was playing 7 nights a week. They all came over to my house, and I had passed out before they got there, slept through the whole night.

Originally Posted by Frosty

I finally got my degree the year the year I turned 30. My oldest son was born about three months later. With starting my career, raising two kids (the second came two years later), and remodeling a 100 year old farm house from the studs out, my 30's and early 40's are a complete blur. I woke up the other day and noticed I had teenagers approaching college.

Man, I feel for you. Hang in there, this really is the good times, seriously.
I would give anything for my girls to be back that age again. Now I get to see them at least once a year during the holidays.

That being said, I am pretty stoked about Thanksgiving this year, they are all meeting us at our new house on Tablerock.

Originally Posted by luv

For some reason, 25 was my hard one. I think I had high expectations on what my life would be, and I was batting .000. Since I've come to reality, I haven't had a problem with any particular birthday. I still feel like I'm 25 on most days, and I still occasionally get carded when I buy alcohol. I'm still single, never been married, and have no children, and I'm okay with that on most days as well. I've got new goals, but I've learned not to put a time limit on myself. Things will happen when they happen, and I just have to do what I can in the meantime and make the most of the time I've got.

I know it sounds cliche, but you have the time to do about anything you want. Don't let your current situation ever get you down.
I had a daughter at 25 and another one was in the oven, so that auto insurance break was huge. Was making about $5 an hour at Beech Aircraft, going to WSU on the GI bill at night.

Originally Posted by 4th and Long

30 was easy. 40 was painless. 25 sucked ass. Everyone telling you that, "You're a quarter of a century old!"

Turning 44 made me question my mortality. My oldest grandparent lived to be 88. This means I have more years in the rear view mirror than I do in front of me.

I remember thinking that at that age, now it is about 75% behind me if I take my meds, excercise and eat right.