tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18239868.post5642189302329613250..comments2024-03-06T23:10:27.232-05:00Comments on Susan Gets Native: A new Me. (Or an old Me, revisited)Susan Gets Nativehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00216170589750418861noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18239868.post-70663865212121595672011-03-30T23:16:37.132-04:002011-03-30T23:16:37.132-04:00I was going to tell you to put on those panties (w...I was going to tell you to put on those panties (wow), but I read everyone else's comments and it kinda cooled my "I'm old, and you're just a pre-teen!" bile. Yeah, it's not so bad. 38 was a good year, and I really have become so much more comfortable and secure about who I am. <br /><br />That security does have its drawbacks, however. I find that the older I get, the less I care about stuff like work, society's expectations, rules, etc. I find myself saying, "Oh, who gives a fuck? Like it really matters!" about soooo many things, yet you'd be surprised how much my BOSS thinks it really matters! I think I'm just ready for retirement from the rat-race.dguzmanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01811101661607351661noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18239868.post-17756975770756154992011-03-25T21:10:41.210-04:002011-03-25T21:10:41.210-04:00Enjoy your thirties...its all downhill from there....Enjoy your thirties...its all downhill from there...hee hee..<br />Seriously~I love being in my fifties..just don't like that things are starting to go south.<br />Need to stand on my head :)Dawn Finehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08320576787003821586noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18239868.post-46547380034411657282011-03-25T11:36:04.147-04:002011-03-25T11:36:04.147-04:00Wait till you hit the 60's and get to retire! ...Wait till you hit the 60's and get to retire! Retirement is sooo much more fun than going to work every day. And I'm going to be a grandma in October!denapplehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08430678769172400129noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18239868.post-61488649714020838972011-03-25T02:58:04.311-04:002011-03-25T02:58:04.311-04:00I'm about to have the 6th Anniversary of my 29...I'm about to have the 6th Anniversary of my 29th birthday. Anyways, you only get better Toots!Dave Dorseyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07883772873840662336noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18239868.post-40285136674314445112011-03-24T21:12:00.011-04:002011-03-24T21:12:00.011-04:00Every year, every decade--it's all good becaus...Every year, every decade--it's all good because it's LIFE.<br />There's only one birthday I minded--35. I figured the 3 score year and 10 meant that 70 was the end, so 35 was half-way.<br />Now at 66, I don't think 70 has to be the end. SO 35, ppffffttt--that was just a small bump on the road.KGMomhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05165941950953938943noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18239868.post-7288610858444369242011-03-24T16:43:01.256-04:002011-03-24T16:43:01.256-04:00Forties were good for me too, but fifties are awes...Forties were good for me too, but fifties are awesome! I finally feel like it's my turn - to pursue what I want, be who I want, and not worry about what anyone else thinks. My kids are out of the nest, I have time with my husband, and I can eat frozen custard anytime of day if I want to without having to make sure everyone else gets some first! I had my first novel published when I hit 53, and (3 novels later) life just keeps getting better. I agree with Vicki - the best is yet to come for you!Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12609939264352100220noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18239868.post-52745379304515482052011-03-24T08:19:25.959-04:002011-03-24T08:19:25.959-04:00Forties were great for me! Lots of the big things ...Forties were great for me! Lots of the big things in life fell into place during that decade and I felt a sense of relief as the children took shape, professionally I was strong and relationships were, as you say, solid and steadfast. Those relationships help you move into the somewhat more challenging 50s. But it wasn't until last year that if felt as though I couldn't push the limits of the prime of life anymore and that was at 60. Laughing now- I just paused as I typed that and thought, "HOW old am I? Sixty??? WTF?" Anyway, with many years on you girl, I can tell you that you're just a babe and just a baby in the relative scheme of things, the best is yet to come and stop whining. <br /><br />I'll start working on my NR post and have it up by this weekend, promise.Vickihttp://Amarkonmywall.wordpress.comonoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18239868.post-5065861339514574702011-03-24T05:30:55.771-04:002011-03-24T05:30:55.771-04:00I love that I am the first to comment on your whin...I love that I am the first to comment on your whinefest. The 30's are good, but the 40's kick ass. You are going to love every minute of growing into your glory. You are not only a trophy wife, but a trophy friend. Love ya.Bethhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13763046967587715415noreply@blogger.com