Change is a good thing. It's usually resisted by most, but necessary none the less. If the world stayed as it was 100...even 30 years ago we would all be ...well..I guess we would all be stoners. Nevermind....the point was evidently not made.

Yes, I survived my 30th birthday. I tried to hide from the world, but somehow my dear husband, who thinks he is funny, would not let me. One of the fun little trips on the ever so dreaded November 6th was to the carnival. Granted I have always loved the fastest, scariest rides in the past, but this particular day proved to me that I am not 16 any longer. Nevermind the fact that the teenager jackasses across from me on one of the rides thought it was great that my breasts were squeezed between the chest harness. Forget the fact that nausea is our greatest enemy. Focus on the realization that I have come to terms with my aging sissy nature. Josh I am so sorry if I hurt your hand while screaming for my life.