I turned the big 3-0 at 7:28 this morning. Strangely enough, I don't mind being 30. In fact, I'm kind of looking forward to my 30s. I've found each year to be a little bit better than the last, so if that trend continues I'm going to have some major smile lines to deal with by the time I'm 40. I guess I'd better befriend a dermatologist, STAT!
To start my 30s off right, I took a vacation day, meaning that I will remain unchained to the operating room for an entire 24 hour period. Plus, my parents are driving to We-Say (Brain's new short-hand for "Winston-Salem") to hang out. Read: Free dinners at nice restaurants!
Wait, 30 isn't too old to mooch dinners off of your parents, is it?!
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