Thirty seven

On Tuesday I celebrated my thirty-seventh birthday. It feels strange to be 37. Is that old? Is that young? The other day I was grabbing a bite to eat with another yoga teacher trainee and she was concerned about being too old to go to law school. "But you're young, right?" She asked me. I said, "I'm about to be 37 - is that young?" Turned out she was 26 and thought I was younger than her.

I have a hard time trying to figure out who is in their thirties. Most of the time I can tell who is in their twenties and who is in their forties, but thirties? People in their thirties are so...differentiated. I look up actresses I admire periodically on imdb.com to figure out how old they are. Sandra Bullock is 41, but turns 42 on July 26th. Uma Thurman is 36. Molly Ringwald (where did she disappear to?) is 38. Nicole Kidman turned 39 in June. Madonna is 11 years older than me - she's 48, which seems incredulous.

Anyway...this is how I had planned to celebrate my thirty-seventh year on the planet.

8am - call with one client to help fix his blackberry
9:30Am - massage with Stu
12:15pm - assist with Darren's restorative yoga class
1:45 - take Brook's practice yoga class
8pm - go see a guitarist I'd never heard of called Tommy Emanuel with my friend Becky

But this is what really happened -
8:30am - got email from my dear friend Stef inviting me to birthday lunch - of course said YES and cancelled restorative class
9am- couldn't fix the blackberry by phone and had to come into the office; first moved massage to 10am, but even that didn't work so moved it to Friday.
12noon - lunch with Stef!
1:45pm - practice class with Brook
3:30pm - home for a bit but got surprise call from Becky wanting to stop by - sure!
4:30 pm - Becky showed up with a box of beautiful flowers from my MOM! As in the Mom that is in colorado and had them delivered.
6pm - left for concert to stand in line with Scott & Beck and keep them entertained
8pm started the music, first up Bluehouse who were wonderful, and then, I was awed and stunned and shocked out of my pants by what Tommy Emmanuel could make a guitar do. he's just amazing.
12midnight - my car started making this horrid metallic rattling noise on the 25 mile drive home. I asked my car to please make it home safely with minimal damage. She's in the shop today and it turns out something that holds something else on got loose and it's only going to be $150 instead of the thousands I was envisioning.

Happy 37 to me...