30 has arrived!!

Sorry for the delay in posting, I was busy turning 30 hehe 

I woke up last week on my birthday and felt great!  I was excited for what the day had in store for me, and I was not disappointed.  I woke up to signs and a banner from my wonderful husband and 2 1/2 year old daughter.  Gotta say seeing her little scribbles was pretty exciting and warmed my heart. 

My work decorated, sang and celebrated with me, and my parents helped me celebrate that night as well.  Over the weekend I celebrated with about 30 of my friends and my sister from out of state and Monday my little family celebrated at Disneyland!  Such a great few days!!

I don't feel bad that I'm 30 now.  In fact, I feel pretty good about it!  I really feel content in my life.  I have weeded out all my drama friends, I have a better understanding of patience and try to be as stress-free as possible.  I had many experiences from my 20's that shaped who I am today.  Would I do some of them again, um, no, but have I learned from them and become a better person for them?  Yes. 

Overall I think 30 is going to be some of the best years of my life!!  It sounds so sappy to 20 year old me but watching my kids grow and learn new things each day, seeing the love grow between my husband and I and feeling good about myself is amazing.  I wouldn't have it any other way!!! 

Just Embarrassing

Today I screamed... like a little girl.  If there is one thing I'm scared of and creeped out by, it's crickets.  This morning when I got into work I heard the tell tell singing of one of the little buggers somewhere near my desk.  As I investigated more I came to the conclusion it was too close for comfort and enlisted the help of two of my male (not afraid) co-workers, others gathered too.  We searched drawers, under the desk and behind cabinets; but nothing.  Jiminy continued to sing and we all agreed he must be in the wall somehow. 

Then once everyone had dispersed, I looked under my desk again and saw a black thing on the floor.  A black cricket?  No there isn't such thing, it must be trash or something. Then it moved.... and I screamed.  I discovered apparently there are such things as nasty black crickets and one came specially to me.. ahh how lovely (barf)  And then I ran away like a little girl.  How embarrassing.  

Jiminy was attempted to be caught alive but he must have had a death wish and when he wouldn't stop running, he was smushed. 

Party Planning

Planning a party when you are in your teens is easy.  You tell your parents you want a party and you invite everyone you can think of!  Parties in your early 20's are almost as easy.  You buy a few bags of chips and tell everyone to BYOB.  Then you still invite everyone you can think of.

Now that we are 'adults', party planning is a lot more intense!  There are budgets and etiquette to abide by.  You have to provide everything and rent the space to do it in.  You have many circles of friends that may or may not get along with each other.  When you finally decide who to invite you have to wait and see who will RSVP.  It's all very complicated at times haha  Then you have to decide just the right outfit to wear, which will consist of at least 2 trips to the mall.  Shoes are a whole other topic ;) 

The upside to it all, is the Party!  No one has a curfew, no one has to sneak a fake ID and if your like me, your aren't afraid of the cops coming because a good majority of the guests in attendance are the cops.  It may be a lot more work, but definitely worth it!

Fear

Bin Laden is now dead.  In my early 20's I would have been thrilled, probably hung a flag and went along with my daily life.  Now I fear the retaliation that is undoubtedly going to come our way.  I fear for my children's future in an uncertain world.  I fear they may experience some sort of loss that cannot be fixed by a kiss and a band aid.  I also fear things like car accidents and the health of me and my husband.  I fear for us financially because of the economy and wonder how it will be when my children are grown.  These kinds of fears are real and stressful to me!   

When I was small I was afraid of Chuck E. Cheese, if the boy I sat next to in school liked me, if I would miss the ice cream man, how many Valentines I would get in class or if I would get invited to the next dance. 

I wish I could go back and appreciate the little fears I had when I was a child, life was much simpler then.