Today is the big day. I have left my 20's behind (and they were quite fabulous) and have entered the world of being a 30-something.
Sans the something.
I am just 30.
Thirty. Flirty. and Thriving. (...anybody...?)
See...this is totally me:
I have been blessed with thirty years of awesome. Amazing family, friends, and adorable puppies. God has called me his own, and reveals more of Himself to me each day, let alone each year. Praise Him for thirty fantastic years.
Here is a quick recap:
|Getting to 30 takes work. Like turning one.|
Those were the cute years....
|But you must go through the awkward times (curly bangs!) as well. Say, twelve?|
|And 29. We'll just leave 13-28 to the imagination.|
And I'll be well on my way as a THIRTY year old!
So, since I can't be with you today, I give you permission - actually I demand - that you grab a cuppa-tea and a cuppa-cake and celebrate!
And, PROMISE me you will come back tomorrow...and the rest of the next two weeks (yep, it is a big commitment I'm asking of you)....for my While You Were Out series of posts.
I kinda think they are awesome.
Consider it a party up in here.
Throw some confetti. Blow up a few balloons. And party hardy.