Thirty-eight. I am 30+8 today. Last year, I thought I was 38, but Mom informed me that I was actually only 37. So, today's the day - and for the first time ever - I feel oddly old, and it's kinda weird. I have never been one to be emotional about my birthday. I have never cried or lied about it. I'm not ready to start doing that either, but I must admit, this year feels just a bit different.
I was happy to pretend like it didn't, and celebrated my favorite way - drinks at home with the crew (minus a favorite or few).