So yesterday was my friend's 30th birthday. She's smart, beautiful, has a great career, awesome husband, perfectly decorated home, and an adorable wardrobe (although I'm sure she'd disagree). Before her birthday we had a conversation about being 30 and if it was scary or weird, and she wasn't sweating over it at all, so why am I so weird about turning 30? I've got four years and seven months before the big day and I'm already dreading it. Is it because my metabolism has already started to slow and I can't imagine it getting any slower? Is it because I am now seeing athletes and "young" Hollywood stars that are (gasp) younger than me? Is it because anytime I go out-out I feel like the most conservatively dressed person there? Is it because I hear "You are just like your mother!" a little too often? Probably a combination of those and millions of other things, but at the same time I think my late-20s and 30s will be great! More financial stability, hopefully a flourishing career (my own business perhaps), more frequent vacations...and shopping, and I assume the older you get, the more you understand about life. So I think I'm just going to chill out about turning 30, but I'm not promising any chilling out on the giving birth subject...that's for another day.
The photo above was our gift to the birthday girl. Wish I could say it was my idea because it is so cute, but it wasn't. I haven't been in a photo booth since middle school, so I didn't bring any props besides my little "you" sign, which didn't show up very well (second from the right). Now I know to come prepared for next time.