I have no qualms about this number, by the way. Never have. I was one of those old soul types who felt like she was 30 when she was a teenager. And now that I'm 30+? I kinda feel like a teenager. I'm a young soul now, I think. Due in large part to this guy, I suppose. And the fact that I make sure to laugh a lot.
But back to that not feeling your age thing: My past two birthdays have been two for the history books. I mean seriously, way more raucous than my birthdays in my 20s. Here's me turning 30, when my siblings and their loves flew to Dallas to help me do it right. As you can see in the bottom photos, things got a little crazy.
And then there's my 31st birthday, which coincided with my bachelorette party. Celebrating two events at once with some of my all-time favorite ladies, who joined me from all over the place? Amazing! The drunken group photo trying to kick the guy out of our photo op on the bottom right? Pretty much sums up the night.
That brings us up to Sunday. What ever will I do for my 32nd? Well for one: no party dresses and loved ones flying in from afar. As much as I'll miss everyone and the crazy fun they bring, I'm ready to be a little bit quiet this year. Just me, this awesome guy I married, and two crazy kittens. I'd love to walk around this new city of ours and spend time in some museums. We actually haven't really had time to do those things since we got to DC. I haven't even made it to a local farmer's market yet!
And so that's how I want to spend my 32nd birthday: lazily, with a little eye candy and brain candy thrown in for good measure. We've worked hard to get to this new zip code of ours. I think my birthday is just the right time to start fully enjoying it, don't you?
Happy, happy weekend, everyone.