Welcome to my fourth blogged birthday! 34 years old... I can't believe it. I couldn't believe it when I first wrote that I was turning 31 three years ago, but now I'm in complete amazement. I mean, that's the age when you should be a responsible adult or something. Can I have mid-life crisis yet? I'd really like a Porsche. Maybe I should dye my hair? Just for Men anyone?
As I write this, my three year old son is insisting that it's his birthday as well today too - so I guess I'll have to snag him a new Thomas The Tank Engine train or something later to appease him. I'm such a softie. :-)
See you next year!