Apart from the grey hairs and memory loss, the thing I will miss most about leaving "32" is not being able to say one of my favorite lines from FRIENDS ... "You're 32 Joe, 32. A reminder I say to myself when I'm not acting my age. As mentioned this morning, I am now the age Jesus was when he died. This concerned JJ about whether or not I was going to die. Her response after I told her I wasn't worried about it today, "Ya, because when you go to heaven your legs will be strong. You can run and dance! I can't wait for you to die!!!"
Let's see, so far for my birthday I've been dropped on the floor, told I was getting wrinkles and got a death wish. I feel so good about myself.
No. It's been a really great week. I got an adorable bracelet that says "best mom" and the funnest T-shirt ever from Matthew that says, "On a scale of 1-10, what's your favorite colour in the alphabet?". If you know anything about me, you will know that I LOVE this shirt because I see every letter/person/date in colour and I cannot be convinced otherwise. How can a "C" be red when it is obviously yellow. duh.
How blessed I am to have so many people in my life over the past year. How blessed I am to have so many people give me candy today. In the words of JJ, "best day ever".