Today… I’m 40.
I don’t feel like 40. Not that I know what 40 is *supposed* to feel like.
My only reference of what 40 is supposed to feel like is the mental picture I have of the not-biologicals when I was a youngling. And I definitely don’t feel like that. And I sure as hell don’t think I look like that either.
And I have lost count of how often I get told to grow up. That’s a good sign that I’m still youthful, right?
There are times I catch myself pondering deep thoughts that I think are things other people hitting 40 must ponder. Or I am assuming that’s what other people turning 40 must think. Like how the hell did 40 get here so fast?
Truth be told: it’s just another day. I know one day I won’t have another day. So I’m just glad for this one. I plan to soak up and savor the hours I have with those around me.
And of course, have a beverage or two.
Until next time...
Happy Birthday! And have many more happy ones!
Thank you very much, Terry!
I’ve never wanted to grow up, myself. I’m glad I’ve moved back out of my ‘serious’, ‘adult’ phase and back to more naturally playful me. I highly recommend it. If its a good way for the Dalai Lama to be, then I’ll go with it too 🙂
Everything and everyone around me is fun and interesting! Why should I pretend that they are not? Life is Endlessly Wonderful 🙂 Go with that 🙂
I think I tend to naturally fall into the more “serious” side. I need to learn to be more playful.
Happy Birthday Mr. Rubright, and here’s to many many more!
40 is nothing. You’re still a youngling!
Thank you very much, Mark!
I guess “youngling” is relative…
Happy Birthday!
Thank you, Greg!
Happy birthday, and once again, welcome to 40. I find that I tend to get hit on more now that I’m 41 than when I did when I was 21.
Thank you, Richard.
And hopefully that happens the same way for me then. 😉
Happy Birthday! I wish you – well, let all your dreams come true! 🙂
I guess it’s right what they say: “It’s not important how old are you, but how old you actually feel!” It’s a big cliche, but it’s quite right! 😉
Thank you very much!
I’m good with cliches, they tend to be based on a larger sampling of the truth.
Happy birthday handsome!
Thank you very much, Jim!
HAPPY BIRTHDAY! I will be 43 this year and, well, you read my blog… and pretty soon I will likely become a even bigger kid… my 40’s have been great and I wish you the best as you move into another decade… and personally, looking back at some of the stupid stuff I did, I am truly amazed I made it to 30, so like you, I cherish each day… and no, you do not look 40…
Thank you, Kelly!
I wouldn’t have guessed you were 43. Which is a good thing! 🙂
I have no idea how I’m “supposed” to feel at 67 and am not interested in living up (down?) to anybody’s idea of how i should act and feel. I’m still exploring new fields and working in my profession as theatrical designer, building things and having a great time in general. Love and sex are as good as or better than ever. At 40, you have a wonderful life ahead of you!
Thank you, Will. Here’s hoping I just have fewer days of waking up feeling 80, and more days of feeling 20. 😉
A very happy birthday to you, Erik!
And might I say, you look better than some people in their 30s.
Thank you, Erik! And thank you! It’s all those preservatives I eat instead of healthy food. 😉
Pffsssssst – 40. Puppy. LOL Happy Birthday. And, the next time you take a self-pic in a towel – DROP THE TOWEL! 😉
I agree!
The towel dropped eventually, RG. As did my camera. 😉
And thank you on the birthday wishes!
Many of my friends stopped having birthdays at 39 and instead started having anniversaries, not me. Happy Birthday and a big thank you to all your parents. Tell me you at least had some birthday sex! :p
Thank you, Sean!
Some birthday sex might have been involved. Over the course of a few days. 😉
Happy Birthday BOY.
Thank you, Homer!
Happy birthday, gorgeous man!
Aww… thank you, Sandy!
Happy Birthday.
Thank you very much, Thomas!
Again: I hope your 40s are the best decade so far. Welcome to the middle ages!
Thank you very much, Spo!
Hopefully these middle ages won’t be all dark and broody and involve libraries burning….
Or plagues and bloody, religious conflict. Oh!
Well… We’re a little late on those two.
I am SO frikkin’ sorry I missed your birthday, buddy. I hope it was a great one. Guess I’m the one who gets the spanking, now *wink*
I owe you a spakin’! And it’s all good. You can owe me a cosmo. 😉
Awwww. I missed your birthday. 🙁 In my defense, if you read my latest blog, you’ll see what fun I was NOT having and instantly forgive me. Although, with all the icky va-jay-jay references, you may not want to read it. LOL. Happy Late Birthday, Love. I hope your day was awesome.
P.S. I miss you. Are y’all going to make it down in August? I know last year was hard and you didn’t seem keen on returning for a while. I do hope you changed your mind. Nick and I would love to see you and Robert, maybe have a meal and certainly have some (re: many) beverages. Let us know. Behave!