I hear your 20s are for making yourself and your 30s are for having and raising kids. Looks like I'm right on track if that's the case. NOTE: NO KIDS OR FETUSES YET, JUST TO ANSWER ANY SILENT QUESTIONS OVER THERE.
This morning during birthday breakfast, Katy was asking me the highlights of 29. And as we reviewed, it turned out to be a pretty bang-up year. I got married. I got a puppy. I learned to like running. I baked up a storm. I learned to cook dinner for my husband on a semi-regular basis. I got a new job, which I love. I went to Hawaii for the first time. I slept in a Tepee. I went to the tetons and glacier national park. I traveled to Canada. All such great things! I can only hope 30 will be even greater. I started it with a run this morning, with the reasoning that I couldn't start out a new year of life better than by being proud of myself for getting up at 7 to take Hank on a run. So far, so good. Hello 30, it's good to meet you. Let's make it a good one.
Also, I added going to Jellyfish Lake to my bucket list today. So incredible.
ABOVE: MY FIRST PICTURE AS A 30-YEAR-OLD. I TRIED TO GET HANK TO POSE WITH ME -- NO DICE.