Today is my birthday. Today I hit the big 3-4. And I must say I'm proud of it. I've earned every single one of those years. Sure I've spent some time in the brier patch and I've had my share of unfortunate haircuts, but all in all, I must say it's been a pretty darn good life. I've had some pretty cool experiences and a lot of really grand friends and I've seen some incredible sights on my trips around the block.
I really think this may be my best year yet. I have some great opportunities ahead of me and I'm determined to make the best of them--as much as they stretch my brain and pull at my deepest heart and really enlarge me (and I'm not just talking about the circumference of my thighs after I eat tonight!). I am going into my 34th year because I want to live deliberately. I want to live deeply and suck all the marrow out of life (thank you, Henry David Thoreau). Mark my word, I am going to do something extraordinary (thank you, Emma Smith).
So to celebrate, I'm going to get a pedicure, go to dinner with Kendall at Carlyle (!), and even buy a new digital camera. How do you feel about that, all my blogger friends? I'll actually document this new 34-me. Aren't you excited?!?