Old!

Last week was Ryan's birthday. Not just any birthday. The big 3 0. Which of course means he is old. I on the other hand, am much, much younger than that. A whole 2 years. So I can breathe a sigh of relief.

But I got to thinking; despite having all the things a grown-up should have, - jobbed, married, mortgaged, babied etc we don't really feel any older than when we first started dating. And besides, I love our lives now. Just because its more grown up, doesn't mean it has to be boring. Don't get me wrong, sometimes I hate responsibilities of having a job, and a toddler holding on to your legs 24-7; but its kinda lovely too.

So maybe being 30 isn't so bad.

And for Ryan it meant he got a mandolin! Awesome!