My Next 30 Years

I left my 20s behind on Sunday. It kind of came and went without too much fan-fare, as we're in the midst of moving and getting on with the rest of our lives. Which is very appropriate for this blog subject. I think Tim McGraw says it best in his song, so I'm going to plagiarize terribly and post the words here. I don't have time to come up with something better, I'm a busy Mama who barely has time to post at all, let alone any original, titillating material. I've never been one for making a big deal out of birthdays anyway, so here ya go.

I think I'll take a moment, celebrate my age.
The ending of an era, and the turning of a page.
Now it's time to focus in on where I go from here.
Lord have mercy on my next thirty years.

In my next thirty years I'm gonna have some fun.
Try to forget about all the crazy things I've done. (not really, I'm proud of all that)
Maybe now I've conquered all my adolescent fears,
And I'll do it better in my next thirty years.

My next thirty years I'm gonna settle all the scores,
Cry a little less, laugh a little more.
Find a world of happiness without the hate and fear.
Figure out just what I'm doing here
In my next thirty years.

Oh my next thirty years, I'm gonna watch my weight.
Eat a few more salads and not stay up so late.
Drink a little lemonade and not so many beers, (yeah, right!)
Maybe I'll remember my next thirty years.

My next thirty years will be the best years of my life.
Raise a little family and hang out with my wife. (well, my hubby)
Spend precious moments with the ones that I hold dear
Make up for lost time here, in my next thirty years.

Maybe later I'll come up with something original. For now, this will have to do.