Well, I am officially old....

On Saturday I turned 28 and clinically depressed. I know, I know, I am still young. You know though, that only old people say that (love ya Dad!). :) Seriously though I still feel like I am 23 or at the most 25. Now that I am nearing 30 I feel like I have to be more...more...more like my age. How depressing is that? I guess that means that I have to stop watching Disney Channel (without my kids), stop living on Slurpees and chips (come to think of it...it is starting to catch up with me), and stop throwing tantrums when my kids are (it really makes them mad :) ). Oh and I guess I did have plans to go to the release party for a "young adult" book (Breaking Dawn)...but you know the more I think of it I don't think there will be chaperons. Someone needs to be there to make sure all the teenage girls don't go crazy...that is something like a responsible 28 year old would do isn't it?

On the brighter side, I did have a nice birthday. We had gone camping the night before and arrived home on my birthday. My sister came up and we went to the craft store and got Slurpees. Then we just hung out until she left. Then I was starting to feel old again....so the family and I went and got hair cuts. The gal who cut my hair is so cute and I love it when she does it because she is so good. Anyhow, she said that because it was my birthday that she would style it for free...Heather likes FREE. Then later that night we fixed dinner and watched Penelope. It was REALLY cute. In fact I watched it on Sunday again because I liked it that much. Oh, AND Andrew gave me the most awesome jewelry box for my birthday (I keep telling him that I need one) and he got it engraved with words from "our" song (The Book of Love - Peter Gabriel --It is on my song list). I did tell him that it has WAY too much room so he better get shopping though. :)