Milestone, Schmilestone.

I can't believe I'm thirty. It feels weird. Maybe I'll be "29 again". Hmm. Nah, that's silly.

The best part about my birthday is because it's around Thanksgiving (sometimes the day after), I always get a nice looong weekend. This year that part was great, but the best part is the diamond ring from my husband. I totally wasn't expecting that one. All I wanted a light fixture for the bar area! He's also making me a special dinner tonight, but I don't know what it is. He always makes dinner, and I clean up. Does this mean I have to clean up tonight, too?

I'm spoiled this year. It makes the whole 30 thing not so bad. The ring, plus my parents took us to the Eagles, and this weekend we are going to Temecula (I can't wait to wine-taste & spaaaah) to celebrate joint birthdays with Stacey and the newly 40 George. Maybe that's why I don't mind my new age - I'm still the young one ;)