Wednesday, August 11, 2010



I am forty-two years old today.

That is not so bad, right? It is better than the alternative, which is to cease to exist altogether. When you put it like that, it sounds pretty damn good to me.

Over the weekend, we were having some lovely, funky friends over, and I bought an assortment of beers because I was feeing a bit whimsical. Why not try different kinds of summer ales and such?, I thought. They might in fact have enjoyed some rum punch or something, but making some sort of rum punch was a bit beyond me. (They probably like punch. I knew I should have made punch.) At any rate, the cashier carded me. I almost wept, except that I was giggling a little bit. I thanked her and as I handed over my driver’s license as proof that I was of legal drinking age, I said, “I will be 42 next week!” I might have sobbed as I said it. Maybe not.

So here we are, forty-two. It honestly is not all that different from 41, or 40, or even 39, if you want to know the truth, and yes, I can remember that far back. The main issue of being 42, and it may not be related to my age, seems to be that I think I am going blind in one eye. My ophthalmologist can not seem to tweak my prescription correctly in my right eye, and so I spend my days tapping away at my computer with one eye closed in order to see correctly. Since I spend a great deal of time writing for my job, this is annoying. If I open my eye, it’s all blurry and I can’t read a thing. Not to worry, though, I can drive perfectly well! Take it easy out there, Greater Los Angeles!

Today I am looking forward to having Ceeya sing Happy Birthday to me on my actual birthday. She has been practicing the song every day for about three weeks or so. It sounds a bit different when she sings it, principally because she interprets it as “Appo DIRTday to you,” which I love, and I particularly love the way it sounds in the high-pitched gusto with which she sings it.

One final thing: In honor of my Dirt Day, and with a hat tip to Chad Ochocinco, I am changing my name for the day to Lisa Cuatrodos. Encantado.


Bridget said...

HaPPY BIrthDAY!!! I hope it turned out to be the nicest day this year for you.

Mine is today (8/17) so we'll see what 48 feels like and I'll get back to you on it.

PS Hope you get the eye thing figured out. It sounds really, really annoying.

Lisa Blah Blah said...

Bridget: Happy Birthday to YOU, fellow Leo! I had a really nice birthday, particularly because the celebration extended into the weekend and I was able to go out to dinner with Sweet Dub--without the kids--for the first time in two years. Let me know how yours goes!

PS My eye doc is ordering two different new lenses for me to try. They will probably take a couple of weeks to manufacture, so in the meantime I'm wearing my glasses (which I hate, having never gotten over the playground "four eyes" and "nerd" taunts. Yeah, I really hate wearing them, but my eyes feel so much better.)

Nerd Girl said...

Feliz cumpleanos! Sorry for being late with the well wishes.

Sounds like you had a great day!

Lisa Blah Blah said...

Thanks, Nerd Girl! It ended up being really pretty great. I feel very blessed.

E. said...

Happy dirt day! Welcome to the 42 club! (I've been here since June). It's so strange aging, but I'm with you on the alternative. No young whipper snapper has ever given me shit for being old, but if they ever do, I plan to say, "Well, if you're lucky, you'll be as old as me someday. IF you're lucky."

I got carded last week, too. (I was with my 38-year-old husband at the time, which may have contributed. But I was still pretty jazzed.)

Bridget said...

Turns out 48 feels like 42 which felt like 38. (I'm glad I am healthy and in decent shape. I think that helps!)

Thanks for the birthday wishes!

Maggie said...

Hope the two different lenses work. If they don't, ask your doctor if it could be a convergence issue... that's when your eyes work independent of one another rather than together, meaning they are not focusing as one. The testing for that is not part of a normal eye exam. If that's your problem, vision therapy (I call it aerobics for your eyes) can help. Regardless, I hope you get it figured out.

Lisa Blah Blah said...

E: I am quite sure you got carded because you are as youthful in real life as your online persona! :-)

B: Glad to hear it. Taking care of yourself certainly does make a difference in so many ways!

Maggie: Hmm, that's interesting. I'm wondering why it wouldn't have occurred to the doc, and maybe I'll ask her. Right now I've finished one week with Lens A and I'm mid-week with Lens B. Neither one completely corrects the problem. I love the idea of aerobics for my eyes!