30 Years of Me!

Yesterday I began a new era in my life. The era of the 30-somethings! I remember when I was little and that was a TV show. I used to think, wow those people are old! Now that's me, and I'm far from "old". I can't be old because I hate housecleaning and I mess up my bills too often!

Many years ago, in my younger wilder 20-something days, somone told me to wait till I was 30. Just wait, everything becomes so clear once you turn 30. I'm not too sure about that, I know plenty of 30-somethings who definitely don't have life worked out yet. And as I enter my 30-hood, I'm far from having anything become "clear". I know what's important in life, if that makes things any clearer, that's up to each of us individually. Kids, family, having good friends who do anything for you because they love you, and being a supportive wife. That's what's important...... to me. Oh, and don't forget about the whole putting God first thing!

So, my birthday.....

Yesterday I was lucky enough to be able to talk to Husband first, at 3:00 am. He was happy to be the first one to wish me a Happy Birthday. Although, of course that's the only time the webcam didn't work, so he hasn't seen what his wife at 30 looks like yet!

In the morning, after my short three hours of sleep, my parents came over to do a little busywork around the house for me. I went to take a shower and when I got out I was surprised with my ....um..... Tribute Wall! My parents had made posters of pictures of me throughout the years. There are six posters total. The kids had a blast looking at all the kid pictures of me, and Hunter thought all the little girls pics were "Sheesha" (Louisa).

This one is part of a much bigger collage. I like this little section cause it has a picture of my first steps, and me as a newborn with a Bugs Bunny my dad gave me.

As for presents, the kids made me their usual sweet cards that they always put a lot of thought in. Drew laid out all his Pokemon cards and picked one for me that he thought I'd like. He asked me for wrapping paper and wrapped it up to give to me. Louisa made me a birthday tiara and necklace. My parents gave me a beautiful Jim Shore mother/daughter statue, and a really pretty string of lights that are red flowers made from real leaves. You have to see it to understand what I mean, but it's very lovely.
After gifts we hit the road and headed to Shreveport to an outdoor shopping center called The Boardwalk. Among other things, we rode the carousel and the trolley, ate at Joe's Crab Shack, and had bad customer service at Bass Pro Shop.
My parents are headed back home and I now feel spoiled rotten, or at least, more than I was before. My big problem now is to decide whether I'm going to be a part of the "30 and proud of it" group, or the "29 for the second time" group. I'm kinda leaning toward the first of the two. After all, I don't feel old, I don't look old, and in today's day and age of living till you're 90, I've got a lot of years left in me.