While I may not be heading out tonight to get shit faced and wake up with a 21 year old frat boy in my bed (damn!) I have to admit I'm happier than I've ever been. I'm married to a wonderful *former* frat boy, living in a beautiful new home with our fur children and life is good. It's really good. So while I may be sporting a few new wrinkles and some stray gray hairs I have to say I'm pretty psyched about being officially IN my 30's because so far things have pretty much rocked so far.
In honor of my special day I wanted to post a few fun pics.
This first picture is of my mom's 8 week ultrasound of me, taken 10/8/79. As you can see there are two babies in there. Yes I was suppose to be a twin, however the other baby died in the first trimester. When I was younger my brothers used to torment me and say I ate my twin. Dicks.
*I was good looking even then*
*This is my mama with me a week before I was born. Check out the 70's decor in the background*
*Here I am on my 21st birthday (May 12, 2001) with my Kiss Me sign. At the end of the night all the little lips were crossed out and signed by each guy that had kissed me*
Happy Birthday to Me!!