A big thing happened while I was not blogging. I turned thirty years old. By far, my favorite reaction by others when they hear this news is, “Wow, you are so young!” How sweet, right? I remember when thirty was so far away and seemed so old. Now that I am here, obviously, I realize that its not old at all!
One the day of my actual birthday, since it fell on a Friday, my husband and I took the day off of work. I had a great day planned for all of us (of course we took Sophia with us) to head down to Islamorada and visit a tiny, 17-acre seaquarium called Theater of the Sea. It was quite adorable. There was a sea lion show, a dolphin show, a parrot show, a bottomless boat ride complete with dolphin antics. Sophia had a ball. There was just one problem. For some reason there was not a single breeze. Not one. This made for an extremely hot and sweaty experience. So, while we had fun – we were also glad that the whole park could be enjoyed in three hours.
That evening I enjoyed an Italian dinner with the hubby and Sophia – after which Sophia and I shared my birthday cannoli. Her first ever. I think its a keeper. When I have time I promise to share pics.
Surprise!!!!!!!!!!! Happy Birthday!
The kicker of the weekend was that Saturday I was surprised with a surprise birthday party. It came as a total shock. I had made things difficult by trying to plan my own event for that evening (umm, hello, turning 30 here!) while my husband and family were scrambling behind the scenes to set up a Surprise Birthday BBQ at my mother-in-law’s house. It was awesome. I had no make-up on, was wearing bummy, non-celebration-worthy clothes, and it rained almost the whole time. But it was awesome. There is nothing like getting with family and friends and celebrating. The fact that we were celebrating me was a huge plus.
So, there you have it. I turned 30 with a bang!
LMAO – everyone around me tells me how old I am! Even Alan who’s 3 months older, LOL. Every chance my brother gets he asks me how old I am and then loves to stare at me with his mouth open in shock until I glare at him hard enough – then he bursts into laughter with a “well, you ARE old.”
*sigh* Wish people told me I was young. I stopped getting carded at 28.
I also got to enjoy your birthday. My facebook update said “happy birthday mel” which people read as “happy birthday me” and i got all kinds of well wishes! so thanks!