I am SO thirty-three!

When I was a kid, thirty-three seemed like...a million. I could not fathom being this age.

But I am.

I'm thirty-three today.

My kids are ten, almost eleven.


My husband is still thirty-two, but he'll be joining me soon enough.


I don't have a baby with said husband. I never will. But I have a dog. She burps a lot, but that's no indicator of her awesome amount of awesomeness.



And things are just fine.




Even when they suck? It's all just fine.