34 at 34


As I mentioned last week, I turned 34. I think I'm finally over the initial shock and the urge to snort cat tranquilizers is nearly gone.

Rather than obsessing about all of the people out there who are younger than me, I've been focusing on all of the people who are dead and that makes me feel better.

Though being 34 weeks pregnant in 100 degree heat sometimes makes me envy them, too.


Lisa said...

Happy Birthday Woman! Am saving that tequila for ya!

kelpouche said...

You look good Mamma!!! Almost there!!!!