You are only as old as you feel

If you remember from my birthday post and some previous, I am somewhat having a mid life crisis. Part of my crisis is because although I am almost 30 and have some major responsibilities in my life, some times I do not feel or always act 30, or almost 30. And apparently recently people want to reinforce that with me. Or I was just lapping up all the flattery. First of all I met a couple of people last week that thought I was 24 – one person in particular I will be blogging about tomorrow. Then the conversation came up with someone else about my age. He said I do not look as old as I am, but when I start talking, I have such a professional tone that it is hard to guess my age. So I was telling Holly about this during our girls’ night out Saturday. For dinner that night, we went to a Japanese Steak House. The chef started talking about different restaurants & I said that I had been to a lot and that I like to eat. He goes it shows. I will just start calling Ms. Metabolism. Then he asks my age. WAIT A MINUTE – what does my age have to do with this conversation. So I made him guess & then some girls at the table guessed too. They guessed 22-24. I said no, 28. None of them believed me. He even said that he was going to card me. I thought I was going to have to prove that I was 28!! Feel goods for Kira and her crumbled chips (I was told that AGAIN last week). I think I will try to win a prize at the next fair at the age guessing game. GO LANG LE!!

So, another funny part of the night was that this chef wanted to know what my ethnic background was – surprise!!! I told him, and then he asked if I could speak Korean, I said no. Then later he said thank you in Japanese – do not worry Mr. T I did not try to say it back, but I did laugh out loud thinking about K & I trying to learn how to say it. We sounded like 2 white girls for sure. Anyway, after laughing about my own private joke, I responded with De nada.