As I mentioned before.. turning 30 is slightly daunting. I had approached the day with a mix of dread and excitement. Dreading being “thirty something” vs. “twenty something,” but excited… mostly about the idea of having a huge celebration.
I couldn’t have asked for a better day. My coworkers treated me to champagne and candy (and froyo later on in the day…) The boyfriend surprised me with flowers (beautiful yellow roses) at work. We went to a delicious dinner in the Village at ALTA… (most delish tapas ever.) At dinner, he gave me the most delicate, elegant sequin scarf. I thought that was my present… but there was another surprise… the best surprise ever.
I know, right? No words. I’m still in shock. It makes me giddy just looking at it. I am the luckiest girl ever. If being thirty means getting to carry this bag around, I can totally handle it.
