I'm 31 now. Thirty-one!!! Totally IN my 30's. Officially.
My birthday plans didn't pan out at all like I thought they would, but in some ways that was better. We just rolled with the punches and ended up having a great time. I got a surprise from my girlfriends who took me out for lunch and a mani/pedi. (So fun!) My husband took me out for a
FAB dinner at my favorite steak house. The in-laws treated me to a night of pizza and good company. We also got together with all the friends and went for cheeseburgers and miniature golf. So over the course of the last week, I've had a pretty awesome celebration!
I'm really grateful for the all the people in my life who thought of me and took even a second to acknowledge that. From cards, to phone calls to little old Facebook comments... It all melts my heart.
So 31. It's kind of weird. Like, I was talking to my husband today about how I don't FEEL like I'm 31. I guess a more accurate statement would be that I don't know how I'm SUPPOSED to feel at 31. It's a strange thing to truly understand and embrace your age. I know I'm a completely different person than who I was at 21, but I don't feel
older. What is 31 supposed to feel like? I guess it feels like...this. And sure, I have a long way to go with some things. But I'm OK with that.
Just loving the journey... Cheers (and more milkshakes!)