It's been another year. Another birthday, yet I still feel 28. For some reason, that's my go-to age and I'm not quite sure why. The hubby claims it's because that's the year we met. I just smile and nod when he says that.
But, this was pretty darn good. Lots of fun, lots of laughs....a few bumps and bruises along the way, but that is life.
(My traditional birthday margarita)
But it's mine. And it's a pretty sweet one.