Busy, Busy, Busy

Gone are the days of posting each 24 hour period (and even a few multi-posts days).

Life is good, busy but good. I had a great friend in for the weekend and in between concerts, game playing, eating, candy corn, rain, and baby-holding we had a few minutes to paint my apartment. Thanks Caron, YOU ROCK. I'll post some pictures eventually so you can see our (well mostly her) skills with the paintbrush.

In the meantime I've been swamped with work, which is a good thing, but it does lead to a lull in blogging. So anyone have any questions?

Another year, another number . . . .

Except this number changes to a whole new decade. Ah the dreaded 30, it has finally arrived.

I thought I might wake this morning with some newfound wisdom, or at least a few wrinkles to signify the beginning of wisdom. I guess the gray hairs can be lost in the blonde so I have that going for me. Also, am I supposed to feel older? wiser? more "together"?

You would think that some great fanfare would accompany this transition to a whole new number. But for me, the alarm still shook me awake this morning (blasted alarm which I hate with all my being), the coffee tasted the same and of course I could use a bit more, and thankfully no wrinkles magically appeared overnight.

So I'm 30 today, which means that when people ask me my age I might stop saying 27 (who knows why this number is stuck in my head and I honestly believe at times that is how old I am) and up it to 28 or 29.