The BIG 3-0!

Wow.  I can't believe it.  I am 30.  

I am not bothered by the fact that when people ask how old I am I have to answer "thirty". Nor is it that for the next 3 months I am technically 3 years older than Dallas. (He lives for the days between April 6 and July 23). For clarification, we are TWO years apart. I was born in '78. Him in '80.  If I need to I will have you a list of celebrities that married younger men in a flash. Everyone's doing it.  I'm just following the trend people.  No really, I think most of my girlfriends married younger guys. You know who you are. I'll name drop if I have to. 

So thirty.  It makes me think of when I was really little and mom watched that show thirty something.  Remember that show?  I couldn't tell you a thing about it nor who it starred, but I thought it was a bunch of boring old ladies.  Not Golden Girls old, but old. You know?  And now here I am.  I like to think that our generation of thirty somethings would have a much cooler tv show.  Something more along the lines of FRIENDS. Yes, definitely FRIENDS.

I am realizing the things that are now a part of the "past" for me:

1. Opening up In Style and looking in the "what to wear for your age" section (you know the one) or the "right skincare for your age" section and looking in the IN YOUR TWENTIES part. Nope, I need to shift my eyes on down to the THIRTIES section.  The "you need something to reduce wrinkles and moisten your dry, aging skin section."

2. "Dallas and Jenn?  Oh their in their twenties... Nope, Dallas is twenty-something.  Jenn, she's actually THIRTY." I can hear it now.

3.  Being able to say "I hope to do that before I'm thirty."  This is stupid anyway.  Is their some kind of deadline? I hear this a lot. "I want to have all my kids before I'm thirty" or "I want to be married before I'm thirty."   Do you get a cookie for that?  Nope.  Not the last time I checked.

4.   No more checking the 20-29 box on the medical forms we all have to fill out.  Skimming on down to the 30-39 box.  

Ouch...that one hurt a little.  

I think I'll add my own box like: [] barely thirty.  I'll check that one.

Okay, that was fun.  I hope you guys enjoy reading my jibberish.  I really am excited.  Like I said before, I love a good birthday.  Any reason to celebrate.  I like to think I am a little wiser today. Yep, I feel it.  

I've always loved the movie 13 going on 30. Remember "thirty, flirty and thriving?"  Skip the flirty part (unless I'm in Albuquerque) and that's me! She longed to be thirty.  This is when life begins people! You're officially a woman (or a man depending on who's reading this)!  The best is yet to come! 

I like to believe that my twenties were just a glimpse of how great life can be.  If I had a time capsule here's what I would put inside:

• my college diploma
• my pr, medical sales and personal training careers
• all the cities I traveled to with my job (flight after flight)
• all of my memories with Donna, Deb, Amanda, Mhari, Audrey, Michelle, Lisa, Mauri, Tiff, Boo, Mom and Dad
• living in Atlanta with "the girls"
• our famous girl road trips
• buying my first home 
• the day I met Dallas
• cheering in front of 70,000+ fans in the NFL
• seeing Dallas play in his first big league game and first playoff game in Boston
• the night he proposed
• our wedding day
• buying our first house together
• picking out Rookie
• our honeymoon
• all of Dallas' surgeries 
• riding in the car on long trips with Dallas talking
• a picture of Nanny 9/05...the feistiest woman I've ever known
• finding out we were pregnant
• the miracle of Reese coming into our lives
• everyday of Reese's life with us

If your reading this and mad that I left off something important, sorry, I'm thirty, not young anymore, it happens.

So thirty here I come.  Full speed ahead!!

Heading to church today and a bridal shower.  

Happy Sunday everyone!