Well, hello. I'm coming to you live from vocal rest.
Of course, the vocal rest is completely self-imposed and not formally diagnosed by a medical professional, but on my way to work this morning I experienced sudden, severe pain in the vocal cord region during an overenthusiastic rendition of Uptown Girl.
I just can't hit those notes like Billy can.
Anyway, I've officially been 27 years old for one week now, so I thought I'd write a post about 27 things I've learned since I turned 27.
And then I realized that's a lot of things to learn in just seven days and I'm not that observant or ambitious. So, since 7-2=5, please enjoy a more manageable list of 5 things I've learned since I turned 27.
1- In my younger years, I used to be able to stretch my birthday celebrations for several days on either side of my actual birthday. Tonight, I got home from work and realized I'd not only forgotten to take something out for dinner, but also to run the dishwasher. So my feeble attempt at dinner was to serve Matt a slice of leftover birthday cake that I'd cut with a steak knife. On a paper plate. With a soup spoon, our only clean utensil.
I tried to sell it to Matt under the guise of "Isn't this so fun?! And festive? Birthday cake on my one week birthday anniversary! You can't possibly expect a girl to cook dinner on her one week birthday anniversary!"
Fear not, after some creative thinking and a perusal of the freezer contents, we managed to scrape together meatball sandwiches.
2- My memory is going. On my actual birthday, I left the house without my wallet. The really unfortunate part was that I didn't realize I'd forgotten it until I was at the drive through window picking up the birthday beverage I'd ordered. And then after work I drove seven minutes out of the way to go to the bank and pulled right up to the ATM.
Without my wallet.
Because I'd forgotten that I'd forgotten it.
3- I am suddenly using phrases that are popular among the more senior crowd. I have three brand new colleagues, all of whom I believe are closer in age to my younger sister than to me. During a conversation with two of them the other day I used the phrase "burr under the saddle," and one laughed and said, "That's my grandmother's favorite phrase!"
4- In a conversation with the third colleague and some others the following day, we were discussing the high schools and colleges we attended and when, and trying to figure out if we knew any of the same people. She said, "Wow, you graduated in 2010? You don't look like you'd be so old!"
I am choosing to focus on the part that she thinks I appear youthful, not the fact that she thinks a 2010 college graduate is old.
5- I'm no longer into pop music. When I'm not listening to Uptown Girl, I'm listening to Dan Fogelberg. My current favorite is his 1981 hit, Leader of the Band.
Today I was thinking about how Michelle and I rented a place at the beach for Memorial Day weekend a few years ago because young! And carefree! And then we got down there and turned on the tunes and Michelle said, "Okay, here's a tough question. In Leader of the Band, where did the singer's two brothers go?"
EASY, one went to Chicago, and the other to St. Paul.
So I think the final thing I've learned is that the more things change, the more they stay the same.
Which isn't necessarily a bad thing.
As long as I bring my wallet along.