Well, the twenties are gone. So far thirty feels a lot like 29 and 11 months.
I suspected it would.
Now let's just pray that my flight doesn't go down this afternoon. Because I think a tombstone that read: September 8, 1981-September 8, 2011 would just be exceptionally depressing.
Right now I'm trying to type and both of my boys are entertaining me with bizarre dance moves. It doesn't get better than this...
Special thanks to my friend, Joelle, for revamping my blog as a birthday gift.