Age Ain't Nothin But A Number

And I truly believe that.

The BIG one has come and gone.

I don't feel a day over 25.

Probably never will.

Being thirty doesn't bother me in the least.

I kinda feel like I was made to be a 30 year old.

That being said,

I've never been one to make a big deal about my birthday plans.

I'm more like, "Here's what I'm doing."

"Can you come?"

"GREAT!"

"Can't make it?"

"Maybe next year."

I wanted this year to be different.

To be surrounded by my friends.

Don't get me wrong,

I had a fabulous family night.

But I really wanted my friends night

(this completely excludes my dear friend who's 9 months preggers &

Ann who I COMPLETELY forgot to add to my evite list!!! I'm so stinkin sorry)

It was stressing me out completely.

I just wanted someone to help me because I was lost.

Basically it ended with a friend coming to the rescue a week and a half before

And, with that short of notice on TOP of the flooding, only a handful of people could come.

Changing the date wasn't even an option.

I had already asked off for that weekend

and everyones calendars are filling up fast!

I am so thankful to those that did come.

Even after their worn out days of work and endless responsibilities.

It means more than you'll ever know.

I mean, 30 only happens

once right!?

Sometimes I feel like maybe I was expecting too much.

I guess everyone has grandiose ideas about such a BIG milestone.

I had a blast with those that came.

I mean, We DID have our own private concert

at a beautiful cabin inspired joint.

And hilarity ensued when games were played.

But I can't seem to help but feel down.

I may not come to everybody's everything

But I make sure I'm there when it really matters.

Even if it's hard on me for a day.

I can't say it was the best birthday ever.

I wish I could.

I wanted sooooo bad for it to be.

There's always next year right.