Birthdays

I turned 30 this year...and yes, I actually did find a gray hair hiding in the midst of my luscious locks.

It's pretty sad when you turn 30 and realize you've actually hit the point when people actually expect that you are, in fact, mature and responsible. I feel neither of those. Will there ever come a time when I don't picture myself as a 20 year old college student?

Ella also celebrated her 9th birthday on the 22nd. I don't know what was wrong with her, but she didn't want the traditional birthday cake with 7 minute frosting. (Homemade 7 minute frosting, yum. No birthday is complete without it). Ella wanted an oreo cake. So being a mature and responsible 30 year old, I demanded Michelle make my very own 7 minute frosting cake...Which she complied to. (Birthdays are great if you get to be demanding)