There's a little bit less than an hour left of my 31st birthday. I felt like I should say something before letting this momentus occasion pass by. To be honest, this is the first birthday I can think of in a long time that I haven't dreaded or woken up with a bad case of the birthday blues. I don't know what it is, but I just never get excited about my birthday. I have kind of felt like my birthday is cursed. Yes, I am that dramatic.
Last year's birthday was a big suck fest, which unfortunately set the precedent for much of my year as a 30 year old. 2010 was, no doubt, a test....a test of faith and strength. I can't say that I passed with flying colors, but I did learn that in order to grow into a stronger person you have to endure growing pains. The fact that I really never had experienced this life lesson first hand until I was 30 years old is something I'm incredibly thankful for. I think I'm good with life lessons for a while though....
This year I decided to have a different attitude. I was all "bring in on, birthday." I haven't been depressed about getting older and I'm feeling good about where I am. This is seriously a foreign feeling for me regarding my birthday. I think I likey.
My new found birthday good feelings were helped in part by a great weekend. Friday night Jon and I stayed home to watch the UK/OSU game which may have been the most exciting game ever. In history. It was awesome and we won!
Saturday my family went to The Pub for my birthday dinner. I got to sit in the Queen's chair...don't be jealous. I got a picture with everyone that was really cute except one minor detail. You see, my parents recently returned from Florida and Jon works outside a lot so they came together in the picture appearing as a glowing field of goldenrods. And then there was me. The polar bear that had somehow made the trek from Canada. The ironic thing? I got a spray tan gift card for a birthday present.
Sunday night we met up with a bunch of friends for my birthday and to watch the UK/UNC game. I was secretly worried my birthday curse would steal the win from UK, but no... we won! The curse has been broken!
Today was a typical boring day at work, but Jon sent me a bouquet of cheerful, springy flowers to liven up the place. Then Jenny, Sam and I went out to eat at P.F. Chang's. Jenny never fails to be highly amusing and Sam was a little angel.
All in all, it was a great birthday, and I have so much to be thankful for. Bring it on, 31.