32 > 31

Oh yes, and we did go for a late night milk run. 

The Magic Number

That's how it's going to be: I'll turn 30, then BAM! Respect. BAM! Life figured out. Boy, I can't wait till I'm 30.

Aches and Pains

Big Girl

For the last time . . . I am not 18!

Sixteen?

Technically not a Saturday post, but still a Saturday post! T'was a long day of learning how to use the tablet.

Anyway, this happened to me yesterday while buying a keg of beer at a supermarket. This is either a new high or a new low . . .

Facebookish

I'd always taken one of my classmates to be at least 30 years old, but I recently found out through Facebook that she's actually younger than me (ie. 23!).

The thing is, I'm positive she was surprised to learn that I wasn't 17. heh.