30 years down...

I'm officially 30 years old. Married happily for about 7 years to the most perfect man for me. 2 kids that are simply sublime. A family that loves me. Friends that love me. Happy with who I am and where I am. I wouldn't change a thing. I am so thankful.

In college, Husband and I went to a bar on UT's campus once. We didn't go there, but were in town and wanted to see what a big state school was like. So we go, sit at a table with a few friends. Husband kept looking at a giant tv. As it turns out, there was a marine sitting at the table in front of the tv and he decided that Husband was "looking at him too much." Now, most marines are subtle, you wouldn't even know they're military at first. They don't flaunt it. But this guy, was flaunting it and trying to scare us. He had little man syndrome and used the marines to feel bigger. Husband isn't big, but doesn't suffer from the syndrome in any way. He's also the most rational person alive. So he handled the situation quite well, without humiliating the kid.

At that moment, I remember very clearly looking over at the table the kid was sitting at. I remember thinking, "I'm so glad I'm not sitting at that table."

Several years later, I can proudly say I'm very happy with the table I'm sitting at. There's no where else I'd rather be and no one else I'd rather be sitting with.

Thank you for all the facebook/msg brd/calls for my birthday. Thank you for the superwonderfulsuprise bday party today, it brought me to tears. (Even though I had a feelng, since there were tornadoes touching down and you guys still wanted to have a playdate!) My birthday wish is to have all of you at my table for a long, long time.