This past weekend I turned 30. I felt like year 29 went by so quickly that 30 sort of snuck up on me, so I gave myself a good month to freak out about it. At the end of the month I realize I was probably over my 20s about two years ago. I’m pretty much ready to stop finding myself and get on with the life that I’ve already been so blessed with.
The plan was to spent Saturday night at home with my family (since my dad came down with a flu) and spend Sunday doing this before meeting up for dinner. Unfortunately the forecast was wrong and we didn’t have quite enough wind to tandem glide but it didn’t stop us from hiking down to the beach (before finding out that it was a nude beach!) It turned out to be a nice day trip before meeting up with the rest of the gang for dinner. Special thanks to Aaron for planning everything and finding the best cake any 30 year old girl could ever want.