Tuesday, November 29, 2011

Last year I dreaded the thought of turning 30. It was like an awful plaque coming. I even cried because of that stupid number. I called my dad around my 30th birthday & asked him how can you have a kid this old? Doesn't it bother you that I'm so old. He just laughed & said he doesn't feel old.

Once I was over the hump of the number, having my yard decorated with over the hill stuff and wallowing in pity of being ancient it wasn't so bad. A couple weeks after turning 30 I was fine & the number didn't bother me.

Art has tried to tease me saying that I'm going to be 31 this year. Whoopty....that is nothing. Besides he will be 50 before I have another milestone birthday. Bahahahahaha

Thirty turned out to be a pretty good year. I'm 65 pounds lighter than when I entered this age. I've had some ups & downs this past year. I was sure 30 was going to bring me a baby....but God has had other things in mine. Maybe 31 will be the magic year and maybe not.

I feel wiser in my ancient age. I've learned a lot this year. I'm excited to see what 31 will bring and the number doesn't scare me.




2 comments :

Cara @ The Boys Made Me Do It said...

Happy Birthday!! I think 31 will be like Baskin Robbins for you and full of treats and surprises!!!

Crazy Town ND said...

AWW what a sweet post from Mrs. Post...how can yo be 31 when I am only 39...LOL!!! Mom