Another year, another birthday.

TDance Recitaloday is my birthday. The big 3-5. THIRTY-FIVE, people.

I am not sure how that happened. It seems like just yesterday I was in high school, then spending my summers working at Six Flags during college. I don’t FEEL 35. I feel like I’m still in my 20s.

Maybe that’s why I was having a little trouble with the then impending birthday a few weeks ago. I always thought I’d have it all figured out by now, but the only thing I’ve got figured out is that life never turns out the way you’ve planned.

Well, here’s to having a great 35th year on the planet. Happy birthday to the crazy kid who went to her dance recital & who was a step off from the rest of the team. Now go clean the kitchen.