tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32684556.post8536973900757352933..comments2024-01-22T16:33:14.442-05:00Comments on The Jannaverse: Various ThoughtsJannahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04827716404911856909noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32684556.post-51254878898057802752012-01-14T11:12:22.476-05:002012-01-14T11:12:22.476-05:00nonamedufus: Darn... Ohhhhhh. I get it. Darn. :...nonamedufus: Darn... Ohhhhhh. I get it. Darn. :)<br /><br />Shelly: 39 was traumatic for me too. More so than 40. It was the loss of my thirties, which somehow symbolized my youth... Did I mention I'm 42 and still single?<br /><br />Shawn: LOL! Yes, that would definitely be a turning point. :) It all makes sense now...Jannahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04827716404911856909noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32684556.post-25018393914683462832012-01-08T12:23:45.386-05:002012-01-08T12:23:45.386-05:0042 wasn't a big deal for me. I had a difficult...42 wasn't a big deal for me. I had a difficult time when I turned 8, that's when I suddenly came to the realization that I had lived 10% of my life. I was a different person. Peeing in my bed could no longer be excused, it became an embarrassment.Shawnhttp://www.stubbornfool.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32684556.post-77861676216283357212012-01-05T19:51:03.577-05:002012-01-05T19:51:03.577-05:00Turning 39 was traumatic for me. Then again, so wa...Turning 39 was traumatic for me. Then again, so was turning 30. When I was growing up, you weren't supposed to trust anyone over 30. Now, in my 50s, 42 is a youngster. And the meaning of life. So, have a great birthday.<br /><br />And yes, for the record, I'm wearing socks.<br /><br />And I'd never leave you for a blond blogger. Unless he's really, really hunky. ;)ShellyShttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14183404615688013084noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32684556.post-86988310115082469322012-01-05T16:24:35.270-05:002012-01-05T16:24:35.270-05:00Happy Birthday from the guy wearing socks. Darn it...Happy Birthday from the guy wearing socks. Darn it, you're 42. (hahahaha, get it. Darn it? Oh sometimes...)nonamedufushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14872118497732941675noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32684556.post-64385961697815164042012-01-05T16:14:17.403-05:002012-01-05T16:14:17.403-05:00Grace: When I was in my teens, I thought 40 was d...Grace: When I was in my teens, I thought 40 was disgustingly old, teetering close to death. Now I look at the calendar and realize "Wow, um... here I am..."Jannahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04827716404911856909noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32684556.post-42896399811218984582012-01-05T13:20:16.113-05:002012-01-05T13:20:16.113-05:00No I'm not swearing socks - my slippers have t...No I'm not swearing socks - my slippers have that warm fuzzy lining - socks not necessary. Oh I wish I were 42 again...Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com