Friday, September 26, 2008

Turning in my "Baby Card"

Can I, please?

Ever since college, I have pretty consistently found myself to be the youngest member (the baby) of every social group of which I've been a part.

Mars Hill small group? (I miss you guys terribly, by the way!) When we started that, most people were in the 26-29 range, and I was 22.

At work, I would consistently get the, "NO WAY - You're really only 23?!?" treatment.

And here in Bloomington, too. Most of our friends are in their late 20's on up.

Yes, good-natured teasing has been part-and-parcel of this dubious position.

BUT in two days I turn 25. Halfway to 50! I remember back in college when my friend Chris turned 25. It was like HOLY COW OLD MAN. And now, 6 years later, I'm there too.

I feel that hitting the 25-year-old-mark makes me a full-fledged grown-up. Am I wrong? In my mind, 25 sounds considerably older than 24. So I'd like to turn in my "Baby Card." I may still be the younger than many of my friends, but come on, 25 is respectably old.

4 comments:

the buurstra's said...

You totally can. 25 is getting on ancient. ;) Actually, I do feel like turning 25 is somewhat of a turning point. Cuz I think at this point you now check the
"25-30" box on forms and whatnot. You're lumped together with us old fohgies! (sp?)

Have a SUPER DUPER BIRTHDAY FRIEND!

Jaimbob said...

When I first read the title I was a little distracted while at work... so I was thinking is she getting a baby... turning in what kind of a card...? ;)

I think it's all about how you act... I know people who love chuck e cheese any type of ice cream... but enough about me... ;)

You are more then welcome to trade in your baby card... friend! Welcome to the club!

Chrispy Critter said...

Happy Birthday! I think you are way more grown up than I am and I am 34!

Dave and Jenni said...

Oh Jess, I'm 31 and I still get treated like a baby sometimes. People keep telling me to enjoy it while it lasts, but I totally know how you feel in wanting to be treated like an adult. I still get "honey-ed" and "sweetie-ed" anytime I'm out without the kids. *Sigh* I always want to say, no really, I'm a grown up, I promise.