My new age as of yesterday, 35 (!), is mentioned in this fabulous Mary Chapin Carpenter song…listen.

The line…”35 makes us pause but we’re still undeterred.” That seems pretty true.

Everyone I ran into this week said, “Yay 30’s! Wait until your 40’s, they get better!” Same for the 50-somethings. I hope that’s accurate. I joke that I am the oldest 35-year-old you know because I am proud of my crotchety streak (only applied in useful applications like going to bed at a decent hour, cussing at rude drivers under my breath, and griping about music that is too loud in restaurants).

The crotchety, however, balances out with my 30-somethingness, so I think it all works out. It results in things like making a folk-rap track and listening to Taylor Swift on repeat, and coloring for my blog. I’ll keep at it all, undeterred.