Dirty-thirty

Someone is the big 3-0 today.  I wish I could say I don't feel 30, but some days I feel more like 33.  I think people feel bad for those of us who have birthdays around Christmas, so instead of getting 'combined' presents I actually get extra presents and celebrations and cakes and drinks and loves.  This birthday was fabulous, complete with a little 'surprise' birthday dinner, and I hate surprises.  But I loved every minute of this one, well done my love.

 Lord have mercy on my next thirty years... 

(good ol' Tim McGraw, I couldn't help myself)