There’s nothing like disappearing for a month then returning to write about something that no one cares about a 4 weeks later, haha. I think the statute of limitations for writing about life events that people give a shit to read about is a week. Oh well, close your minds and pretend it’s February 9 and not March 9…
Well, I hit the big 3-0. Full disclosure: I’d been saying I’m 30 since at least December, lol, so I guess I accepted this age milestone a while ago. I think saying I’m 32 or 33 will be a lot more of a mind fuck for me than saying I’m 30. Plus, I just don’t really feel like I’m 30, so why get upset over turning it?
Anyways, Jay & I went home to NY on the weekend of February 8 to celebrate me climbing further up that hill with my family. It was a fun weekend. I admit, I spent my 30th birthday a lot quieter and way more sober than I always thought that I would, haha. But, there’s always 40, haha.
We got to NY late at night on Thursday, Feb. 6 so we could have the entire day there on Feb. 7 to make up for us having to leave earlier in the day on Sunday, Feb. 9. Friday was low-key. I went shopping at Tanger Outlets in Riverhead, NY with my mom. I turned 22 weeks on my birthday and although my belly was starting to show a bit, I still had little problems fitting into most of my clothes. [Flash forward to today, at 26 weeks, where some of my shirts are now giving me issues because of my newly acquired assets on top and I am having issues buttoning my higher-waisted pants and jeans...time for the belly band!] After a nice day with my mom and dinner of homemade pizza with my parents, Jay & I headed out to Tara’s Inn in Port Jefferson, NY for my friend and birthday buddy, Ian’s, surprise party.Shop Amazon Outlet - Clearance, Markdowns and Overstock Deals