In 10 weeks, I am going to be 30 years old. THIRTY YEARS OLD.
Last Friday night, I got together with some girlfriends. As we continued our sugar high into the wee hours of the morning, we got a little crazy. (See more evidence of our kookiness here, here, and here).
So, as for you, Mr. Big 3-0, as long as I can still do this, I feel pretty okay. So there!