So, today's my birthday, and as I was going to sleep last night, I was sort of freaking out that, when I woke up this morning, I was going to be 33. I know, I know, it's so not old, but when you feel like you were in college last week, 33 sounds so scary. Then I read this article in Marie Claire, where Private Practice's Kate Walsh talks about turning 40, and how she's really at peace with the big number. "Probably, honestly, I would have cared more if I were still single," she says (she married her Prince Charming, Alex Young, last month). "But I've also been working through all the big things that you grapple with as a female: relationship, work, fertility. I feel I'm in such a place of peace in my life that 40 feels like a great marker of a great year." And Kate says she's through with looking at herself with magnifying glass. "I went through a phase last year where I obsessed over every flaw," she says. "I'm so happy that I got through it and didn't take any action. Because it was just the regular anxiety of, 'It's weird to age.' My body changed hugely between 35 and 37. Everything suddenly dropped. This is pretty much how it's going to be for me, right here. I enjoy life, and part of that for me is eating."
So, maybe I'm not a big television star, but I have a pretty good life -- a great husband, a great kid, a great job(!), family, friends. Even without the millions of dollars, I'm just as fortunate as Kate -- and will try to accept that, with age, comes wisdom. And if that doesn't happen, there's always plastic surgery ; )