birthday!

{i will. because it is.}

Yes, it's my birthday. I was feeling kinda meh about it until the past 24 hours, when suddenly the little girl in me burst out and got giddy at the prospect of birthday cake and all my loves with me. Here's the thing: I feel like I am getting old, you guys. I know I'm not decrepit and ready for retirement, but I'm no spring chicken either. I like that usually people assume I am 24 {seriously all the time. not 23. not 25. 24} but I hate the shock they have when I tell them my real age. And it's just gonna get worse, because now I am one year older.

On the other hand...it has been freaking good to be 30. I feel like that age has some weight to it. It carries some respect. I feel much more in control then I did in my twenties, and I know I worry less about everything. I am more confident in my decisions {whether I make better decisions is yet to be proven}. But I own them. My 30th year was really good. A new job and a new relationship. I'm confident that this next year will be even better. 

And of course, I need to wish my gorgeous twin sister a happy birthday. I love sharing life with her and I love her so much.

Happy Birthday boo!

And now you go have yourself a good weekend!

Birthday girls orders.