So last Thursday was my 3oth birthday.
Wednesday, I went and had my hair done. It looks fabulous. There is lots of gorgeous purple in it and it’s shorter than it has been in about 3 years. After that I met up for sushi with all my school pals and they got me Lancome (!) and a yummy ice cream cake. Thursday, I hung around with my honey and he fixed me a fabulous dinner and we drank a very lovely bottle of wine.
Friday, my mother and Rita and our friend Peter came out to visit from their respective corners of America. I have been having an utter blast seeing everyone. We’ve been wining and dining ourselves and driving all over heck and back and plotting evil things together. I drove my mom to the airport this morning and Rita and Peter are leaving early evening.
I don’t really have anything to say about turning 30 other than it’s nothing like I expected. I feel too young to be 3o except when I’m around all the undergrads in my classes. I also feel well and truly blessed despite current stresses in my life. I’m 3o and I’m married to the love of my life, I will be graduating with a Masters degree, and I’ll be seeing Paris for the first time since I was 3 months old.
Life is good!
