I'm 31.

My birthday was wonderful. And it started 3 days early, with a family trip to Grounds for Sculpture in Hamilton. I took yesterday (my actual birthday) off from work to hang with my mom, her boyfriend, Jay, and one of my nieces at the Hawthorne pool. I may actually wind up tan before faire. This morning, I came into work to find my desk decorated, and even coworkers gave me presents.

Being in my thirties is pretty rad.

I was up till 3 AM farting around on the internets, and I'm pretty tired, but still feeling good. Going to a little fairy's first birthday party today after work.

Man, my life is good.