Last week I turned 30. I was pretty excited, because… well, all years that end in zero are exciting. At zero, there was the whole being born event, which was a big day for me even though my memory of it’s a bit fuzzy (it was 30 years ago after all!). My 10th birthday was huge — it felt like I was finally growing up, and I thought it was about time. At 20, I’d heard so much about “the 20s” and it was a thrill to be entering my very own 20s.

Now, at 30, life is good. Wonderful friends, fantastic family (x2 with my adoption of Jake’s family too!), and a good job. And speaking of great friends, our friend Amanda made me this gorgeous princess cake. Wow!