I'm knocking on the door
Is it just me, or did you guys never think you would make it to 30? Honestly, I remember thinking how great it would be to be 20 something, but 30 Pshhh not me!
30 just seems so FINAL! Like there is no going back, you've made it, you came, you saw, you did and now your 30 FOR.CRYING.OUT.LOUD. You might as well just roll over and die!!!
My husband turned 30 not on his last birthday, but the one before (I like the older men, what can I say)! He didn't seem to have a problem with it, all he asked for was a party at Chuck E Cheese, you know "where a kid can be a kid". I'm starting to see why he wanted to go there, I think in some strange way he was trying to hold onto his youth before he fell off the cliff head first into O-L-D!!!
That's it, a year from Thursday please be prepared to hear the worlds loudest HISSY FIT, there will be kicking, screaming, holding of breath until turning blue in the face, cursing, crying and more than likely some MAJOR DRINKING... if 30 thinks its going to take another victim "quietly and easily" well that bitch has yet another thing coming, she has totally underestimated me!
(small side note, my sweet, wonderful and awesome husband/boss has given me the day off on Thursday to plot and scheme my evil plan for next year, I mean to go on the wonderful spa day that he surprised me with this year for my birthday... isn't he just the greatest)