This will be my last weekend in my 20's. That went fast. The other day I was thinking about how this 10 years went by so fast, and I really have only accomplished something at the end of it, getting married and having Googs. I basically just partied my ass off for the first 3 quarters of it. That's what you are supposed to do. Party like it's 1999, from 1999 to 2011. I am not scared or sad or depressed about turning 30. I don't want anymore wrinkles or spots on my face, but other than that, I am excited to see what my 30's bring. I feel more comfortable and secure with myself than I did when I was 20. I have Googs to keep me company 24/7. I have a super hot husband that cooks me elaborate meals on a daily basis. I think this decade will rock. So, happy birthday to me! I have to go get my fake tan on now while Googs is napping. Holla!