Today was the big day, I turned 30. I don't feel any different or older, I think I've probably been 30 for the past 6-8 years. By which I mean, in my pajamas every night by as early as 8:00pm - even on a Friday & Saturday night. It doesn't bother me. Maybe that's 30, maybe for some it's not. I could still be out there living it up - staying out til 2am, waking up with a hang over.
But it's just not me, in fact it never was, not even when I did party. Here are a few pics of me - livin' it up as a 30 year old.
Shaylynne posing for the camera, not exactly sure what this pose is, but she is sure to make it on Canada's Next Top Model some day - and no, she's not handicapped.
Teko looking like the sweet and dear little thing he so is not!!! But I love him anyway, soo cute!
It's hard to get a picture of Tinkerbell, she's like a sasquatch. As soon as she sees the camera she makes a run for the hills. Or in this case probably the coach.
Here's Steph trying to get a hold on her so we can capture her on film, but as you can see it was a struggle.
Buggy (Cleo) has issues with Tinkerbell that she just will not resolve, so she's become a permanent fixture on the back of the coach.
So all in all it was a great birthday, I spent most of the evening running around the furniture with Shaylynne chasing the dogs. So, I doubt I'll ever know what 30 feels like - because honestly sometimes I still feel like I'm 8, or 13, or 16, just ask my husband he'll tell you.
I hope the next 30 years on this earth are as good to me as the first 30 have been.
