Today I’m 34.
Officially “mid-30s.” (Face palm)
Side note- can you believe I started this blog when I was 21!? Who chronicles anything that long these days? I feel like my posts should be encyclopedia-ed in a library or something.
Anyway, in years past, thought I’d share some deep thoughts (ha) as I head into this new year.
1.I’ve been very blessed to have my grandparents in my life as long as I have/did
I lost one of my grandparents last month and realize how truly blessed I’ve been to have three of the four alive up to that point.
I was able to see my grandma just a couple weeks before she passed, for which I’m thankful.
Will and I also made a road trip to Iowa last fall to see my Gran. I'm so thankful for that time and those memories!
I’m also very close to Will’s grandparents, and treasure them as my own.
To be 34 and have 4 special grandparents in my life (my grandpa, gran, and Will’s grandma & grandpa) sure is special, and I’m very thankful.
2. Will is genuinely surprised by my OU fanaticism.
A few years ago, when OU was struggling, Will opted to sell our last two home game tickets.
That’s blasphemy, y’all.
You don’t just sell your tickets because your team stinks!
Will was completely shocked by how strongly I felt about going.
See, Will is what I consider a “real and educated” fan. He loved them in the 90s just as much as he does now, guys.
If you know OU football in the 90s, you know that means a lot. He knows seemingly everything about OU football, and I love it.
Anyway, he also listens to a radio during the game so he can hear the play-by-play.
Since he listens to the radio, he never realized how colorful my commentary is for the poor souls that sit behind and in front of us.
Nothing inappropriate, of course, but I’m rather talkative and lively.
Confession: I even sometimes annoy myself.
All this time he had no idea. Haha
The people around us, however? Yeah, they knew.
So yeah, while I’ve always been an OU fan (I say that loosely), I mostly married into the crazy.
However, my love for OU football has honestly become all my own over the last several years. It makes it that much more fun!
3. I’m harder on myself than I realize.
I never give myself enough credit. I’m always convinced of the worst. Quite a pessimist at times, which is strange because I generally try to think positively!
I honestly need to cut myself some slack sometimes. Take a deep breath. Not be so darn tightly wound.
For some silly reason I feel like I work for the Counter Terror Unit (that’s for all my old Jack Bauer 24 fans out there 😊) where I can’t take a single day off without the nation going into a tailspin.
It’s ridiculous, really.
One of the things about coming back to this job was that I knew I was going to have to be better about not driving myself crazy. Not putting too much on myself or worrying about everything.
I’ve done better, but I’m still not there. I’d like 34 to be the year when I do better and let go of some of those things. To pray more and just let go of so much of what I can’t control.
In fact, things are crazy at work right now. The old me wouldn’t have taken today off. The 34 year old me took it off anyway
even though I’ll be checking email all day. I’d say I’m off to a good decent start!
4. Two Words: Mascara Primer
I’m not kidding. I discovered the fantasticness of daily mascara primer at 33 and I will never.go.back.
What’s a mascara primer? It’s basically a bra for your lashes.
I honestly thought it was an unnecessary splurge, but guys- it’s kind of a must, especially if you’re like me and never leave enough time in your morning to apply eyeshadow.
Not all primers are equal.
I’m a Mary Kay girl through and through, but honestly you can’t beat the Lancôme CILS mascara primer.
Line your eyes, curl your lashes, prime them, & add mascara. Trust me here. Game changer.
5.I actually think I’m pretty good at what I do
Coming back to my old job kind of fit like a glove.
I know what I’m doing, and I’m comfortable doing it. In fact, I was blessed to even get a promotion after being there less than a year.
Remember #3? I’m often too hard on myself and I need to remember I’m doing a good job and it’s ok to take a breath every now and then. I need to pray more, worry less. Trusting God with my job.
As crazy as it may seem, I distinctly remember praying for my future job when I was a teenager. I had no idea what I was going to do (Um, and I still don’t) but I remember praying for the job I’d have one day.
Guys, He is so faithful. I honestly had no idea how 15 years later He would so richly answer my teenager prayers.
I could tell you it’s all because of my awesome smarts (um- it’s not) or communication skills (again no) or my “can do” attitude (nope, nope, and nope), but it unequivocally is none of those things.
It’s completely God’s faithfulness and provision, equipping me and helping me each and every step of the way.
6. In follow-up to #4
Since I already talked about my must have primer, I might as well share some more of my favorites for with my favorite 30 something gals.
Smashbox Primer Oil
I got this as a sample in my Ipsy several months ago and kind of forgot about it until this year.
For my dry skinned girls, this is the bees knees.
My skin is super dry and makes me look way older than 34. My eye lines and forehead lines get so dry, and translucent powder atop my foundation just magnified the problem.
This primer is aces to help give extra moisture for these areas and hydrate all day with a beautiful but subtle glow.
I’m not going to lie, it’s expensive, and was a birthday gift to myself this year (plus a tube of mascara primer 😊). I bought it for my “free” Sephora birthday gift.
For me, it’s a luxe item, but I think it will last forever.
Knock-off Beauty Blenders
I usually tend to these things are sort of unnecessary, however a lot of the cheap ones work really well and give a beautiful, air brush flawless coverage. I got a Mint Pear blender in my Ipsy and really like it because it has a more contoured side for eyes and nose, but a larger side for the rest of the fact.
Mary Kay Repair Eye Cream & Night Treatment
I’m Mary Kay through and through when it comes to skincare. As a consultant,my loyalty lies with all their products, especially their skincare.
Their new line for “mature” skin is out of this world.
I don’t use all the products in that line just yet, but I have incorporated a couple of them into my daily routine and THEY WORK.
Their night cream is ridiculous. It has retinol and a host of moisturizing goodness to improve texture, lines, age spots, and damage.
It is pure fantasticness AND cheaper than the currently popular Rodan & Fields.
Their eye cream is equally potent. Sadly, due to the fact I treated my skin like crap in my teens (hello tanning beds!) plus genetics, there’s not a lot of hope for me here to some degree, but I’m thankful for the options I have that help!
7. I’ll never enjoy hot weather
I hate hot weather.
I wither like a wilty flower.
I melt like a sno-cone in Phoenix.
I turn into a puddle of humid-y sweat and become quite the grouch!
It’s awful y’all.
It’s already been near 90 this year and everyone’s all,” It’s gorgeous outside!”
No. No it’s not.
A couple of us have been taking a quick break to walk a mile during the work day. It’s been so wonderful!
We sit hours on end each day, and many doctors claim desk jobs can be just as dangerous as smoking!
It’s been good to stretch our legs, get moving, and reduce stress, even if it’s just a few minutes.
The problem is...summer is approaching.
I’m not into sweating in work clothes (um or ever aside from the gym)…
But, I’ve come to crave my daily walk and can honestly attest to the benefits!
So I might have to see about going earlier.
This heat thing isn’t something I learned over the year, but it’s definitely been reaffirmed.
If it hasn’t changed now, it never will.
So if you invite me for a summer BBQ, let’s pretty please eat inside. Or at midnight.
(And as an aside, turns out I shared this exact same thing on my 32nd birthday. 😂 See? Some things never change)
Drinks are my jam.
Over the last year, I’ve become quite the drinker.
Hot flavored teas, cold flavored teas, coffee with a smidge of creamer…
All the caffeine-y drinks.
Don’t worry, I realize these can become a calorie trap. It’s all about moderation, and I find a sweet drink treat can help fend cravings in the afternoon.
My current favorite? Celestial Seasonings peach tea with a shot of Coffeemate Italian Sweet Cream. At 30 calories it keeps me from donuts that abound in the break room!
9. Keep it Short & Sweaty
My workouts completely changed in my 30s, especially last year. While I enjoy longer workouts on the weekend, I’ve really begun to emphasize short and sweaty workouts.
I choose not to make time for long sessions during the work week but have not at all seen my weight go up. In fact, I’ve read lots of reputable articles that attest to the value of short, quality workouts.
I limit them to 30-35 minutes and move pretty much the entire time.
My favorite right now? Les Mills GRIT Strength. Look it up on YouTube and take a “class” at home.
It’s awful in the best way possible.
10. By and large, I’m done with today’s Christian literature
Since entering my 30s, my heart has shifted regarding Bible study.
There was a time in which I relied heavily on today’s Christian authors to help me understand the Bible. However, a lot of books being published by “Christian” authors today are misguided at best, and heresy at worst. Quite frankly, it’s alarming.
The Lord has certainly raised up pillars of the faith who speak Truth. Their words, books, etc. can certainly be edifying to the church, but they are no comparison to the Bible itself.
It’s in knowing the Word of God for myself I am able to test the spirits, to know the Truth for myself. Not because some famous Christian author told me their interpretation of the Truth, but rather because I read it and study it myself.
I am burdened for the increasing biblical illiteracy within the church, and especially in my generation. We must get back to Truth. Testing “Christian” books against Scripture. Knowing the Bible ourselves. Not solely relying on others to spoon feed us. I desire meat, not milk, as scripture says.
33 brought an entire year devoted to the Gospel John & his epistles.
It revolutionized my Bible study.
When I started, I wondered how I could ever study such a seemingly small piece of the Bible for a whole entire year. However, as December approached I began to wonder if I’d even be able to finish!
While I certainly relied on several resources during that year to compliment my study, the Bible was the main star. I realize that’s how it should be, after all, it’s Bible study, but that hasn’t always been the case.
Anyway, 33 was a huge year for me spiritually. I’m trusting 34 to be the same.
So yeah! “Deep thoughts” from a 34 year old blonde. Ha!
Switching gears, I also want to take a moment to acknowledge today. Good Friday.
It feels odd celebrating today when I generally find myself more somber and contemplative on this day.
When I consider Jesus was my age (well, my age yesterday) when He died, it adds an entirely new layer for me.
I consider His life as I consider my new year, but today I also consider His death. His sacrifice. His cross. The atonement and only acceptable payment for my wretchedness.
As I consider the magnitude of today, the depth of Good Friday, I am reminded that all I have to offer is my life. To dedicate each and every day of 34 to the glory of Him who gave me new life. And on that note? Here’s to 34.