I'm married to a senior?

David told me this morning that he's now classified as a "senior". That confused me, since he's only 39. But he's a rower, and rowers 30-39 are "masters". Since he'll turn 40 this year, he is now a senior. When he reaches 50 he'll be a "veteran". Who makes up these titles?

Interestingly, it was David not me who had some issues with me turning 40 five years ago. It took him a while to wrap his mind around being with a 40 year old. He got over it, obviously.

A funny story about 40th birthday parties. We hosted a 40th birthday party for a friend in 2003, since his house is small and ours is larger. David baked a cake in the shape of a Viagra pill, and the other cake had the chemical structure of Viagra drawn on it by the bakery. (The bakery thought it was hilarious once we explained why we wanted this complex diagram on a cake.) One of the guests brought black balloons and put a large black "40" on our front door. Our nosy neighbor from next door saw that we were having a party, the balloons and the number on the door and realized what was going on. But she thought that it was either mine or David's party. David looks young but is prematurely grey, so she came up behind him the next day when he was in the garage on his rowing machine and congratulated him on turning 40. She startled him, and he doesn't like surprises. He turned to her and kind of snarled "I'm 33, we were hosting the party for a friend!" She apologized and went back home.