You're older than you've ever been and now you're even older, and now you're even older, and now you're even older...

My birthday is fast approaching, something to look forward to. Presents, and special lunch, another memorable year behind me.

Actually I'm looking forward to this year, and being 32. When I was younger (young enough to still be playing with Barbies) I got it into my head that 32 was a glamorous age. All pretty actresses were 32, Barbie was 32, the cool older girl that lived up the street was 32 (poor thing was really 11), you get the idea. I'm not sure what spawned this idea, but for some reason it stuck and so I'm still thinking that being 32 is going to be awesome.

The thing that has really made me feel my "age" was not that I'm now Mom, or that my knees don't really like taking the stairs as much. No it was eating a bowl of Reese's Puffs. Yes, sugar cereal, but that's not the part that made me feel old. On the back of the box was a list of 18 things to do before you're 18. Number one "Ride the world's biggest rollercoaster. Dare to keep your eyes open and hands in the air for the whole ride." Fine fine.

Number 18 on the list? "Reach 18 years of age - yes!! Embrace old age."