Today is my 35 birthday, and it no longer seems like being in my 30’s is old. When I was in my 20 (or even a teen) 30, 40 and 50 looked old to me. I even had a hard time with turning 30, just ask Amy. However now that I’m 35 getting older is not so bad, it’s just a part of life.
This morning Amy and the boy’s made me breakfast in bed. Amy, who is not the cook of the family, mad banana pancakes. She did a good job. She even may have made them better than me. She but in the bananas in hole rather than blended like I do. This really allowed you to enjoy both the banana and pancake flavor.
Also I got a new bike for my birthday. So I can go on a bike ride with the boys. I‘m planning on taking them on a ride this afternoon before we go to dinner at my parents.
My biggest Question about being 35 is this; If the life expectancy of a male in the US is 72, am I now considered middle age?
Maybe in a few years technology will allow us to live longer? We will then become cyborgs! Just call me Ken of nine!