So I turned 29 on the 5th and I am a little weirded out that this is the last year of being in my 20"s. I told Burr I needed to do something crazy like get my nose pierced. He thought I was being serious and said no way. So maybe I was being a little serious. It seams like once you hit thirty you have to grow up. I don't feel ready for that. Even though I have been married for 8 years and have 3 little boys I still fell really young (or just immature). I had an awesome birthday. Burr bought me a sewing machine, which I love! I went to Joanne's to get some things and I started my first project, two jean quilts for the boys. Burr bought me an ice cream cake from DQ, and we went out to dinner as a family. It was such a fun day.
