


You know when you're filling out a survey and the age options generally include 25-29 or 30-35...I just entered the latter. Perhaps subconsciously I was not posting this hoping I could stay 29 forever. As I am now owning it...the big 3-0, that is...I am thinking forward to the magic that the 30s is going to have in store for me. So many great things happened in my 20s...but I also see endless possibilities with my 30s...not better...just different. Perhaps a new phase of life...my kids will be growing older...I will hopefully finish up my child-bearing years... Gavin will be finished training for a career that will hopefully become a new life for us ( in so many ways...mostly we can settle more permanently)...believe it or not, I might even have a son going or already on a mission in my late 30s. WOW. That puts life in perspective.
For my 30th celebration (seen above) my sweet husband surprised me with a fabulous, glamorous night on the town. A white stretch limo greeted me at my door and took us to our various destinations for the evening. I told my friends that that evening was in the top 3 of all my times with Gavin since we've known each other....it was magical and perfect. Nothing but perfection. And a shout out to Gammy who watched our 3 little munchkins so we could party on the town...just the 2 of us. (thankfully Joel finally took a bottle and could do without me for more than 2 hours at a time=))