Birthday Birthday

My birthday was last week! I'm 30 now! I've been told that I look really old, asked how I'm managing to get around without my walker, and it was even suggested that I should receive a coffin as a birthday gift, because my life is basically over. 

Ha ha, life, the joke's on YOU because I DON'T CARE THAT I'M 30. Age is an unavoidable number, and I firmly believe that there's no use in getting upset about things that are unavoidable. Not that I always follow my own sage advice.... but there it is. 

Besides continuing digestive issues, I feel great. I'm (relatively) fit, I eat healthy, I use sunscreen, I enjoy my job, I love the people in my life, and I'm generally in high spirits these days. I am finally approaching a point in my life where I feel like I am getting my shit self together. I'm paying off debt and putting money into savings. I have options. I don't depend on anybody for anything. 

I am an independent woman. 

But back to my birthday. It was great! D flew down from Boise to visit the day after my birthday and he stayed through Fourth of July weekend. We ate great food, saw Jurassic World in 3D, and watched the U.S. Women's soccer team beat the tar out of Japan. He left Sunday evening and I am still sad about that.

I have been receiving a trickle of cards and packages in the mail, which is really exciting for me because I am fond of sending/receiving snail mail. Today, I received something truly awesome from my Best Good Friend Liz. Apparently she had been hoarding photos and videos of Loki and was secretly sending them to her artist friend - who then turned around and created this super charming piece of art.

Obviously I love it.

I wanted to introduce Loki to a portrait of himself since he loves looking at himself in my phone so much. 

After an extremely close inspection and a quick head-boop, he thoroughly approved.

It was a wonderful birthday, indeed.