you really do start to lose count (and interest) after a while.
i can remember growing up, when my birthday was a big deal. for weeks beforehand, it was my focus…birthday means another year older, another year older means one year closer to being a fabulous adult. now that i’ve hit that adulthood, i’m finding it to be less fabulous and more…mediocre, i guess. i’ve just been feeling so very meh today.
on the bright side, 31 isn’t feeling nearly as weird as i thought it would.
so far, anyway.
but it’s your birthday! the day of your arrival! and we wouldn’t be the same without you
many merry happy wishes to you on your birthday 
Happy birthday to you!! :*
HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!! *cuddles*
hehe
thanks, ladies.
i just miss looking forward to my birthday. these days, it seems like there’s just no excitement in it for me anymore…oh well. maybe that will change when we have kids…