Where does the time go? When I was a teenager, most of the company I kept (including the hubby) was part of a demographic known vaguely as "older kids" and I remember waiting patiently as one after the other they turned 16 and 18 and 19 and so on, whilst I remained, to my chagrin, "younger".
Ha ha.
Beginning with Ms. WlsonWorld earlier this month (Happy Birthday!), the "older kids" have all started turning 40 in 2008. It's an entirely different perspective - I'm feeling much more patient that I did when I was 15.
But time, she passes. Much, much more quickly than I can wrap my head around sometimes.
Hot on the heels of my shock this week at realizing it's been almost four years since the last episode of Friends, Danigirl has blogged a nice little post about Generation X cultural anniversaries. I particularly like her inclusion of the one about Darth Vader. Who can forget the ages-long wait for Return of the Jedi to find out if it was in fact true? ROTJ was the first time I ever lined up for a movie that sold out before I got to the ticket window.
Here's some of my own additions:
22 years this month since the space shuttle Challenger tragedy
23 years since Live Aid
24 years since Clara Peller first demanded to know "Where's the beef?"
20 years since Rob Lowe got into hot water at the Democratic National Convention
24 years since Purple Rain debuted, complete with pre-Internet text speak (I would Die 4 U)
26 years since the bar where everyone knew your name opened up and 15 years since its doors closed
20 years ago this month that I first fell in love with the guy I still wake up next to every morning. We've both got a little less spring in our step, and a little more grey in our hair, but life is just as interesting.
Now go make your own list - you're not getting any younger!