In My Next 30 Years

I turned 30 in March. I was actually looking forward to this birthday. I thought of it as a milestone. Jon, who turned 30 in December, wasn't very excited to turn 30. I don't know why (He has a hot wife and the cutest kids ever!)...

I have spent birthdays past with friends and family. I always over-think birthdays and have really high expectations as to how the day is going to unfold.

It never happens.

THEN...

I get mad. Depressed. Sad. (I know...I am lame)

SO...

to avoid all of these unbirthday-like feelings, I decided to leave Jon at home with the kids and I spent the day at the WPPI photography convention with my little old self.

I love my kids and husband, but it was so nice to just spend the day with myself doing what I love. There was nothing monumental that happened. It was simple and good.

I came home from the convention and went to dinner with Jon. No kids. I thought that I would miss them because I had been away from them all day long. I didn't. It was so nice to enjoy dinner with just the two of us.

After dinner, we drove to my sister's house and had bundt cake with my family.

It was perfect.

I spent the day getting a reboot.

A few days after my actual birthday, some of my girlfriends took me out for dessert.

Good family and good friends.

My greatest gifts.