Happy 41st Birthday to Me

I celebrate my 41st birthday today.  And I have to tell you that I am actually beginning to FEEL old now.  They say life begins at forty, and that might be true (I’ve yet to see that), but one thing is for sure… childhood is OVER.  I came to this realization after noticing a few things in my life.  For example, now that I’m 41 years old…

  • Just one peanut butter sandwich doesn’t do it anymore.
  • Driving a car doesn’t always sound like fun.
  • The average 10-year-old doesn’t have a clue who Bo and Luke Duke are.
  • Being bad is no longer cool.
  • I have friends who have kids.
  • Saturday mornings are for sleeping in.
  • I’m now taller than the slide at the McDonald’s Playland.
  • My parents’ jokes are now funny.
  • I used to say, “What-chu talkin’ ’bout Willis?”
  • Naps are good.
  • I once deemed Donkey Kong as “The best game ever.”
  • When things go wrong, I can no longer yell, “Do-over!”
  • I actually buy scarves, gloves, and sunscreen now.
  • I leave concerts and ballgames early to beat the crowd.
  • I want clothes for Christmas.
  • I used to love my 1980 Camaro, when I was eighteen.  But now I don’t want a Camaro because of the insurance premiums.
  • I look in the surveillance camera monitor at the convenience store, and wonder who that guy is standing at the counter with the bald spot, and then realize it’s a shot of me from behind.

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