birthday week

So it is Monday.

On Friday, I will turn 31.

YIKES!

I cried when I turned 30. And now, 31 just makes it feel... so official, I guess.

I don't like the feeling.

By the way, God knows what I want for my birthday.

I hope I get it. It's looking bleakier as days pass by, but I'm still wishing and hoping and praying.

That's that.

Happy Memorial Day to everyone!

Excuse me while I wallow in the pit of birthday blues.