Although I've only been in my thirties for a year, I'm enjoying this stage of my life so far. I like saying I'm 30 when people ask me my age. I feel like I get more respect for being a thirty-something, like I'm considered more of an adult. The twenties were amazing, but the dirty thirties also rock so far.
There is so much to look forward to this weekend. Today, Duncan's boss is giving him a few hours off from seeding so we can go out to lunch. It's becoming a yearly tradition. My parents are here, then they go and Duncan's parents arrive. I get to eat Vienetta (also a birthday tradition). On Sunday, Rory and I are going to Perth, along with my parents and my brother to take my brother to the airport (he's going on a three-week holiday to the UK). Then on Monday I get to catch up with a very dear friend and meet her new baby boy for the first time.
I've also decided it's bloggy break time next week.