30.

Well. Today is the day. And to commemorate this day, I would like to share with you a special poem that my dearest friend Michelle wrote for me last year. That's right, Grams. I saved it.

You're turning thirty, but not till next year,

But please don't worry, there's nothing to fear.

You'll still look hot, especially your ass

Every boy you see will still make a pass.

Your boobs won't be saggy, you're not forty two,

Is that when they sag? I haven't a clue.

Have fun in Vegas, it's a hot mess

And please don't forget a white wedding dress.

Isn't she the best?

Next week I will have epic party and vacation stories for you. This week two of my oldest and bestest friends are filling in for me.

Leeann of Join the Gossip

and

Kathrin of Shop.School.Sleep

I've known these broads since 7th grade, so prepare yourself for awkward Tiffany photos featuring that time I had "The Rachel." That was real life. Thanks for letting me make my own fashion & beauty choices in 7th grade, mom.

I will return to blogville next week. Stay classy!