Today I entered the …gulp… final year of my 30’s.
Thirty-nine. I’m freakin’ thirty-nine today. Which is funny because I feel about twenty inside (o.k. maybe eleven when someone tells a really good bathroom joke, hee hee).
But it’s been a beautiful day. The start to a year that I hope will be more amazing than I have the right to wish for.
Today I woke up to this:
And a few pieces of this:
And a day filled with this:
This birthday girl couldn’t have asked for more!