One of the very convenient things about Joel’s birthday is that it’s exactly one month and four days before mine, which gives me a handy alarm as to when I should begin mentally preparing myself to turn a new age. I have never liked turning a new number, except for when I was 16 (driver’s license!) and when I was 20 (vodka!). It’s not that I have an Isabella Swan age complex, it’s just that after a whole year I’ve always come to really like the age I’m at. It becomes part of my identity and the new age just sounds… wrong. Oh, there's nothing wrong with the new age, and I'm sure it's a very nice age to be. It’s just not me.
Some years this identity crisis is worse than others. I remember listening to the radio when I was in college and hearing a news story about a nineteen year old woman. A woman! They should have said a nineteen year old girl! A nineteen year old student! Nineteen is not a woman. I was nineteen, by the way. I don’t think I ever got used to being twenty, but I was OK with twenty-one, twenty-two, twenty-three and twenty-four. The next three years were bad. Didn’t like anything about twenty-five, six or seven. Twenty-eight, I like. It has a nice ring to it.
Twenty-nine. I actually think I kind of like it! I’ve been feeling quite like an adult recently, if I do say so myself. I am married! We have pets, we own a house! We talk about having children, and not only in that someday in the unimaginable future sense! But I’m still not altogether sure that twenty-nine is me. I have a month and four days to get used to it, and you’d better believe I’ll be saying “Hello, my name is Jennifer and I am twenty-nine” in my head a lot during that time.
[Those of you who don't want to hear any more about that certain time of the day that occurs just before dusk and is also the name of a popular vampire fiction series should wander away right about... now.]
Speaking of things that are age-appropriate (um, yes we were), I have wandered back into Twilight Obsessedville and I cannot find the way out. No, that's not true. I don't ANT to find it. That’s how you know you have a real problem, right? You recognize your behavior is unacceptable and yet you are unwilling to change it? Well, better Twilight than (my own personal brand of) heroin, right? That’s what I’m telling myself. Relatedly, if you live within 100 miles of Baltimore and are interested in seeing New Moon with me, please let me know. I’ve now been three times and I’ve completely exhausted my pool of willing (and not-so-willing, but coercible) companions. This is a problem. I’d like to see it at least once more. That’s code for as many times as possible, for those of you who do not reside in Obsessedville with me.
I’ve once again found myself struggling to explain just what it is about Twilight that I love so ridiculously much. Some people just don’t get it at all (it's a book about... vampires?); others remain at a normal level of fandom (wait, you already saw this movie?). I just typed out three different attempts at an explanation and they all sound so terrible and trite that I’ll just say this: I guess I’m a romantic at heart? Stephenie Meyer cast a magic spell on the manuscripts? I don’t know.
What I know is that, hello, my name is Jennifer, I am very nearly twenty-nine and I love Twilight.
I liked 29. At first I felt a little bit like it sounded fake, as thought I was really 30 but just pretending I wasn't. 30 is really odd though. I've been 30 for almost 6 months, and I'm still not used to it.
Posted by: -R- | Friday, December 04, 2009 at 10:16 AM
Happy birthday Joel! And 29 was a great year for me. 30, not so much.
Posted by: nancypearlwannabe | Friday, December 04, 2009 at 11:37 AM
I just turned 29 myself, and my advice is to go to the first New Moon showing of the day - they usually are even cheaper than the Matinee price :)
Posted by: Rebekah | Friday, December 04, 2009 at 12:34 PM
Hi. My name is Kate. I'm 26 and I, too, love Twlight a little bit more than someone my ago should :) My husband and I are trying to move to Baltimore, so if we make it before the movie leaves the theaters, I'm so there!
Posted by: kate | Friday, December 04, 2009 at 01:08 PM
Hehe, I totally understand. I saw New Moon a couple days after it came out and definitely want to see it again. But I'm settling for re-reading Eclipse instead...
Posted by: Kristan | Saturday, December 05, 2009 at 04:43 PM
Happy birthday Joel!
I'm seeing New Moon tonight (for the first time) and I am super excited. If your level of obsession is such that you can get to Colorado by 7 PM, you're more than welcome to come along! :)
Posted by: Audrey | Sunday, December 06, 2009 at 10:57 AM
I am glad I'm not the only one who finds it impossible to explain just why they love everything Twilight so much. I have found myself in that situation many times. I usually start with Edward and then branch out into the fact that everything in the book is what I always hoped Love was supposed to be. Then I throw up because OMG, did I just say that outloud? It can't be explained, but I just know that the love is strong and it is true--Oh So TRUE.
Posted by: Sarah | Sunday, December 06, 2009 at 08:20 PM
Happy Birthday Joel! (slightly belated, sorry)
And I'm not a twi-hard, but I love and adore you anyway. ;o)
xox
Posted by: heidikins | Sunday, December 06, 2009 at 10:26 PM
If I was there, I would so very much love to go with you. Multiple times. I am also about to turn 29, and I also currently reside in Obsessedville. Oh, and happy belated birthday, Joel :)
Um, also this means you and I have almost the same bday, OPH. That, plus Obsessedville, plus the vet spreadsheet we both maintain, makes things just a bit strange, yes? Or maybe it just makes things awesome.
I'll go with the latter. Also going to see New Moon again, tomorrow I think :)
Posted by: elise | Monday, December 07, 2009 at 12:11 PM
this is hilarious. i've read through a few of your posts, and it's like i'm writing them!
i love twilight, and i'm just a few years older than 29!
Posted by: rosita | Tuesday, February 23, 2010 at 11:27 AM