monday am thought.

I don't want to have a big 30th birthday celebration. I was thinking, last night, and no offense to anyone who feels this is a momentous occasion, but why do I have to have a big bash? Why can't I just have a peaceful massage, facial, and dinner with the boyfriend? Thirty, schmirty. Not that I'm sad or suicidal re: it (more to come on this), but the big-dealness of it hasn't hit me...just slightly excited (woo hoo--no more 20s), and slightly blah (boo-hoo, no more 20s).

P.S. how cute is that kid tho?

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