Well you guys, I’ve lived an entire day as a 30-year old and I didn’t get any new wrinkles. I got some new gray hair though and that’s not very exciting, but this is why they invented hair dye.
Anyway, I had a pretty awesome weekend for the most part. It was nice that my birthday fell on labor day so I was able to spend the day with Eric and Char. My friend took me out for a pedicure in the morning and then we went for lunch which was also pretty darn great. I did not diet this weekend and I did not exercise. Because I want to start 30 on a really healthy note, you know?
When I woke up in the morning yesterday I really thought I would feel sad, but Charlotte rolled over and immediately said, “it’s mommy’s birday!” I love the way she says birthday. And she sang to me all day long, and kept shouting “it’s mommy’s birday!” over and over, and who can be sad when you’ve got that kind of love coming at you?
I also felt extra love for her because my parents took her overnight on Saturday so Eric and I could go out and drink all night long with our friends and that was also glorious. Although I’m pretty sure I am STILL paying that hangover toll, and it’s been 3 days. I guess this is 30? Eye cream, hair dye and week long hangovers? Sounds like a fun ride coming up!
In all seriousness, thank you all so much for your birthday love. You know how to make a girl feel special. Charlotte gifted me with a shitty night’s sleep, so that was pleasant. I need a nap.