Suggestions, anyone?
My long-dreaded birthday has arrived. (And half of you are going to cyber-smack me, so feel free to hit the happy little next blog button at this point.)
I really wasn't expecting this level of neurosis this year. Next year, thirty, that should be the year to freak me out. Twenty-eight was all good. And maybe I'm just getting a jump on the angst now, so I can have fun next year. Please, God.
Anyhow, I have no plans yet. So how should I celebrate my last year in my twenties?
(Ummm, we can leave out anything that would require bail money or hiding bodies.)
I really wasn't expecting this level of neurosis this year. Next year, thirty, that should be the year to freak me out. Twenty-eight was all good. And maybe I'm just getting a jump on the angst now, so I can have fun next year. Please, God.
Anyhow, I have no plans yet. So how should I celebrate my last year in my twenties?
(Ummm, we can leave out anything that would require bail money or hiding bodies.)
posted by Momma Star at 9:49 AM
2 Comments:
I'm smacking you for only being 29. Gawd, I'm freakin' 37!!!
I'm spending the day pretending I just turned 21. I plan on drinking heavily and making my kids sing Happy Birthday to Mommmeeee repeatedly.
I think you should do the same.
Oh yes, I've already played the "you have to be nice to mommy on her birthday" card.
I made chocolate cake yesterday. What should we drink with that?
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