Today is my 30th birthday. I feel like I should have something meaningful to post, since I’m so old and wise, but I don’t. :)
Saturday we had some friends over, who graciously helped me decorate my tree and gave me lots of goodies and delicious cake. And earlier this evening, my parents and grandparents took us out to dinner. (Note to the wise, try to intercept the waiter before he puts a sundae down within reach of a toddler. Otherwise, there will be chocolate sauce everywhere before anyone has a chance to blink, let alone move the sundae. And then, a tantrum will ensue because the sundae has to be pried out of said toddler’s death grip. I’m just saying.) My brother gave me booze and coffee (well, ok, good booze – kahlua and irish cream), and my parents and grandparents gave me knitting stuff: a gift certificate to my absolute favorite yarn store, a knitting pattern-a-day calendar, and several really nice knitting-themed books! Plus, my mom knit me a beaded(!) hat.
I’ve decided that tonight I’m actually going to go to bed while it’s still my birthday. Hopefully that won’t mean that someone won’t get a finished Christmas gift!
Happy 30th! :)