Although I've only been in my thirties for a year, I'm enjoying this stage of my life so far. I like saying I'm 30 when people ask me my age. I feel like I get more respect for being a thirty-something, like I'm considered more of an adult. The twenties were amazing, but the dirty thirties also rock so far.
There is so much to look forward to this weekend. Today, Duncan's boss is giving him a few hours off from seeding so we can go out to lunch. It's becoming a yearly tradition. My parents are here, then they go and Duncan's parents arrive. I get to eat Vienetta (also a birthday tradition). On Sunday, Rory and I are going to Perth, along with my parents and my brother to take my brother to the airport (he's going on a three-week holiday to the UK). Then on Monday I get to catch up with a very dear friend and meet her new baby boy for the first time.
I've also decided it's bloggy break time next week.
Ciao.
6 comments:
I forgot that we shared our birthday! I'm a few years older though and I do like the thirties too. Happy Birthday Sarah :)
Happy Birthday Libby! Hope you have a great day! x
Happy birthday Sarah and Libby!! Yay. And just letting you both know if you thought the 30s were good, wait until you get to the 40s. Even better. My best decade yet.
Thanks Meredith! Good to know that the 40s are great, too. :)
Also on here: Happy (belated) Birthday! Hmmmm. Well. So far the 40´s aren´t that bad. But, honestly, to me... it sounds a tad frightening, too. Next year my Hubs´ll turn... you know... 50. Can´t we slow down now?
Happy birthday, my bloggy friend! I'm a few decades ahead of you and I can say that each one gets better!
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