Counting the Hours

So scared of getting older
I'm only good at being young
So i play the numbers game to find away to say that life has just begun

Okay, so, I promise I'll quit whining about it... in a minute! Today, when I was getting sh*t for doing it yet again, I reminded my girls that I am thirty AND ONE DAY. It hasn't been that long, so give me a freakin' break! If I need to wallow for a second, I think I'm allowed.

I got up this morning feeling OLD. My leg was asleep and I had pins & needles for at least 10 minutes! That usually happens when I turn thirty... well, maybe it also happens when I stay up too late writing about liquids and solids. And, speaking of which, what's up with all y'all who had loose lips on my comment board yesterday? Cat got your tongue today? Or you just don't have an opinion? Or maybe you overcame your bashfulness to leave a comment on the extra special my-birthday day. :)

So... here's the full story (a, hopefully, quick version of it): I get to the airport yesterday completely organized. I was the wonderfully experienced I-got-it-covered traveler. Even though the line was short, I had my clear baggie with liquids and the laptop pulled out of my bag for separate inspection. My shoes were off & ready to place in their own bin. I had everything ready to go. I go through the metal detector, no problem. Then the x-ray guy pulls the bag-checking lady over to look at my carry-on's peek-inside. She grabs my bag off the conveyor and takes it over to the blasted table, unzips it, proceeds to unpack most of my belongings. She grabs the deodorant (the inexplicably NAMED solid deodorant) and says, "I guess you forgot to put this in your baggie." I was like, ummm... NO. It's SOLID deodorant. She said, "All liquids, gels, and aerosols must be in the baggie." I then proceeded to flabbergastedly ask, "Well, which of those is it - a liquid, gel, or aerosol?" Whatever. Fine. Here. Let me take my SOLID deodorant and shove it in my see-through baggie specifically made for storing veggies toting liquids onto a plane. I guess I should just be glad I got to at least bring my deodorant with me. Otherwise, I would be a stinky 30+1day year old girl.

Anyway, I kept on celebrating today. :) My colleagues had a CAKE (with my name on it and everything) for me this afternoon. And Pam went all out making me chicken marsala & creme brulee tonight (PLUS a red velvet w/ cream cheese icing mini-cake in a to-go box!). I'm sorry... I know I'm conceited... but I really love all the attention of having a birthday! So, thanks to all y'all who catered to me over the last coupla days!! (Of course, the dinner was for me AND my new friend, Gail. Gail's the Jenny replacement... and as much as I miss my sweet Jenny, I really enjoy Gail -- well, what I got to know of her in the one day I spent with her.)

Well... I've let too much of the night slip away already. I totally intended to go to bed early. I guess it still is semi-early (just after my 00:00 fresh start)... for me, at least. So I'll take my leave. Happy Friday!!! May it be your best Friday EVER! :)