I used to do an annual birthday post (like these for my 27th, 28th and 29th) but opted not to for my 30th because it just didn't SEEM quite like the thing a 30-year-old would do. I guess I thought that having a three in front of a zero when it came to my age required more introspection and less imagination.
But 31 feels different. Maybe it's because I've spent the last year playing with children's toys, but I'm ready to imagine my fantasy birthday bash again. Only now my fantasies are a little different. I still dream about jet-setting to a foreign country with my husband and being wined and dined, but the truth is, my ultimate 31st birthday would go somewhat like this:
(To play along, just copy a link of the present
you’d like to get me in your comment.)
Thanks for coming! Here's your party favor.
(Because, seriously, can you ever have enough of those?)