Year 30

I will be 30 in February, insha-Allah (god-willing)

30 is definitely the new 20. For me anyway. I will look better at 30 than I did at 20. I should weigh less, too. People always think I'm younger than I am. It's my fat cheeks. I just say "I drink water and use moisturizer" That always gets a laugh.

On my 20th birthday, I had a cookie cake in my dorm room, a surprise from a motley crue of friends. I still have the picture of a group of guys (include my friend's now husband) holding me down and wiping frosting all over my face. Big Fun. I wore my hair in cornrows straight back, before I realized it wasn't really a good look. I wore my polo ralph lauren buttonfly khakis with the hole over the back pocket. bootcut. And a seafoam colored tunic sweater. Lipgloss. My wool "jockey" hat I got from Baker's and my Brown corduroy peacoat I have since ruined with bleach. Black ankle boots. I really didn't get too cute in college. My flame of the moment got me balloons and flowers. This Freshman named Glenn (yeah I had a younger man!) He had talked about getting a room at the Radisson (how about NO I wasn't ready for all that!) We walked across the bridge (in the February freezing cold-no one had a car) to Fuzzy Wednesdays. My (former) friend went up to the mic and asked the whole club to sing happy birthday to me (they did) The MC sent over a glass of wine, thinking I was turning 21, but I wasn't so they sent some kinda peachy drink mixed with sprite, instead. Guys were stopping me trying to holla (Glenn left to go study)-I was like the woman of hour! Ah memories!

It seems weird even saying that. I'M TURNING 30. I'm already thinking about what I want to do. I'm thinking an all out spa day. I've never been to a spa for a full day of stuff. I'm thinking that and lunch somewhere. Probably in Charlotte. Probably alone. My mother is the only person in Charlotte who I would want to come with me. Not my Sister in Law. SHE CRAZY. I don't want to be turning up my nose at her on my birthday.

In a dream world I would go to South Africa or Brazil. But not on a graduate assistant's salary. And Miss Student Loan is saying You BET NOT! And Mr. Visa says "I can get you there, but it's gonna hurt when you get back!!"

I would like to go somewhere with all my friends who are turning 30 next year. But its so hard to plan stuff when them heffas. Some of them have insecure husbands who might not "let" them go. Others are popping out babies...some have babies they refuse to leave even though they are old enough to be left. Some are just cheap. Others its just to hard to plan stuff with. So if I take a trip it will be kinda spontaneous. And less than $600 bucks.