Farewell

Today is the last day of my 20s.  Bittersweet really.  Since 2003 I've had my biggest heartbreaks, met some awesome people, had some big losses.  I've grown, I've changed, I've matured.  I've gained weight.  I've cried many tears and had many laughs.  But as scary as the BIG 3-0 feels, I definitely wouldn't go back to the me I was 10 years ago.

So here it is. The last blog post of my 20s.  Hoping that my 30s brings lots of fun, good memories, laughs, and a man (lol but seriously though).  I don't have any big profound statement, I'm just ready to say goodbye to this decade and get on with the rest of my life.

Man Of The Hour

Today is my baby Carlton's 4th birthday! It's crazy! It seems just yesterday that my cousin and I drove to pick up that 11 week old bundle of fur and love.  I love him so much.  He's my little booger, my protector.  He keeps me laughing with his hilarious antics, and he brings sexy back to the dog park.  He loves me even when I'm fussing at him for eating the cat food or pestering the cat, he's always excited to see me come home, and never wants me to go.  Love you stink bug!

Go Girl It's Ya Birfday...

Yeah, as of midnight 12/21/2010, it is my 27th birthday.  (Officially 27th but I'm telling folks I'm turning 25.  Several have believed me so far.)  i have no big plans.  The highlight of the day will be a free breakfast at IHOP. I have errands to run: groceries, eyebrows, dog food.  After that? Nothing.  I'll probably sleep most of the day.  Don't get me wrong, I am grateful to make it to another year of life, but birthdays are just so BLAH to me right now.

I've always had it in my head that a person's birthday should always be special.  Being born so close to Christmas, things aren't always special.  I have a couple of friends who usually make me feel wonderful on my day but they are far away right now (S. Korea and NY).  My mom's busy taking care of my grandma, my dad may not even remember, and my brother is working.  We won't even get into the situation with "the boo."  I feel like it's selfish of me to desire for tomorrow to be special, but at the same time I feel like birthdays SHOULD be special.  A person should feel like a king/queen on his/her birthday, and it's rare that I've achieved that feeling.  It would be nice to be pampered and cuddled for a change on my day, instead of just feeling like it's any other day of the year and pretending to just enjoy the day.

Don't take that as a complaint though.  I've been very blessed these 27 years, I'm glad to be here, and I do love life.  I will be sure however, that even if I'm alone, 30 will be fabulous.  And I know when I have kids, especially if they are born in December, I'll try to make their birthdays special until I'm too old to move, and the same for my husband.

Until then, y'all enjoy the eclipse and shit.  I'm going to bed, AFTER I hit my birfday dougie... in my snuggie.