Yup, another year older, another year closer to 30. It's almost time for me to grow up. Part of me was dreading my birthday ... You know, I'm really getting too old to celebrate any but the milestone ones, but, 29 is a milestone. I remember my grandmother every year saying she was 29 whenever her birthday came around. By the time I was old enough to do double digit addition and subtraction I wondered how that was possible. It took me a little longer to get the joke :) and to realize that all important rule: NEVER ask a woman about her age. So now, if I choose, I can be 29 forever :) and I can probably pass for it too for a few more years, so long as my kids keep their mouths shut :)
(and why do self-portaits always come out so crappy?)
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