It's my birthday, it's not just any birthday it's the big 3.0. birthday. Whoa. I would have never guessed that this day would come. Now, I've never been embarrassed or ashamed to tell people how old I am, but maybe that's because I was always in my 20's and it was never that big of a deal, half the time I wasn't even sure how old I was! But, for some reason, I think that I'll remember that I'm 30 now. I may also pull the whole "I'm turning 29" thing over and over every year. Or, maybe I feel the same as I always have and I just won't care. If you don't like me because I'm an old lady, then oh well, I don't like you either. Just kidding. Now I just get to sit and watch: my metabolism slow down, my crows feet get worse, my spider veins show, my arthritis kick in, my arms to start flapping, my eyes get saggier, and all those other fun things that happen to us old folk. I'm sure it won't be long before I'm pulling my face in the mirror wondering if it's time for a face lift. (I hope you all know I'm not about to go get a face lift).
This morning Raegan came running in my room to wish me a happy birthday and then she asked when my friends were coming over and what games we were going to play at my party. She was more then devastated when I broke the news that I wasn't having a party, and I was just going to lunch with Grandma. I had to promise her when I got back from lunch that we would make me a cake and sing. So that's what we did, we even had Mallory and Lily over to help with the cake and sing Happy Birthday. The girls were thrilled about it. I loved that they were so excited for me. Am I the only one that has to make their own birthday cake? Pathetic. I'm not a huge birthday person so I'm alright with it.
Kurt had already given my camera to me for my birthday in December, so tomorrow night my parents will tend the kids over night so we can go out. It will be great.
