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Sunday, January 30, 2011

Bring on the Next Decade

The clock struck midnight on Friday night and I turned 30. I've been dreading this day all year.

Jason already witnessed my crying fits over turning 30 and pulled through with a day full of pleasant surprises. I really wanted to drink my face off, but Nugget spoiled that plan. Don't get me wrong, I would so much rather be pregnant than drunk... most days

My day started with a prenatal massage that I set up for myself. It was fabulous. Later that afternoon one of my favorite college friends showed up unexpectedly at our house. Jason set up manicures for us. I adore my college friends and miss them dearly. It was lovely to chat with Erica for a couple of hours and have some much needed girl time.

Next we went to Little Italy in Baltimore where I figured some of my teacher friends would join us for dinner. I was shocked to find more out of town friends. Jason arranged for 9 of us to have dinner together. Each person from a different stage in my life and most people did not know each other, yet everyone got along.

We finished the night with some game playing at our house then all our guests left. I was bummed no one spent the night, but it's probably better since our house is a disaster upstairs right now.

I normally dread birthdays because I feel this need to do something big then usually I am disappointed. I didn't have to hear one excuse from friends about being too busy or not having enough money, blah, blah. Jason planned the whole thing, so I had no expectations. It was a perfect day once I finished crying about having nothing cute to wear.

My 20's were OK. I was afraid to turn 30 because I felt I didn't do everything I wanted in those 10 years. I'm ready to put them behind and start enjoying my life in my 30s. We have many exciting plans for our 30s and I think it's going to be a great 10 years.

1 comment:

Aubrey said...

What a WONDERFUL thirtieth birthday celebration! Give Jason a high five for the planning and organization, and give yourself a hug from me. I wish we had been there to celebrate with you...and loan you one of my three cute maternity tops. I felt your pain when you mentioned crying about having nothing to wear. I have been in those exact same tear-soaked shoes too many times to count.

For the record, I think your 30's are off to a swell start. :) HAPPY BIRTHDAY, MARISA!