happy birthday to me

twenty-nine.

nine and twenty.

XXIX.

my twenties are almost over, people.

there is no turning back.

some highlights from the past ten years of wild and crazy escapades include: emily getting married, graduating from college, having two paying jobs, birthing (and, you know, "taking care of") three children, living in three states (and eight houses), dyeing her hair over a dozen times, and comsuing more than one hundred and fifty gallons of ice cream.

a decade done right, i'd say.

here's hoping i manage to eat at least that much ice cream in my thirties.