It happened. I turned another year older yesterday. How old? It depends on who you ask. Jon loves to say I'm in my 40th year, just to make me depressed. Bedums says I can be 19 or 29, just so I'm not depressed. And Teen 2 says, "wow! You're only 39?! You're younger than I thought!" Haha. Not. Funny.
All that aging (ie. depressing) stuff aside, it was a great day!! Lunch with friends, whirlwind party, fun gifts, yummy cake, sweet family, lots of cards, visits, calls, texts, etc. And a basketball game to top it off (yes, a win for Teen 1!).
Here's to a great 363 days of being in my 30s.
