Two weeks from tomorrow, I will be THIRTY-THREEeeeee years old.
Ouch.
I had a feeling that this year was going to be a rough one for me, though I usually feel that age is just a number. I have much more white hair. I am getting parentheses around my lips. I'm getting bulldog jowels!! Oy.
Still not sure what I want to do for my birthday, though maybe Taste of Asia per the norm, and maybe bubble tea? I can't remember the specific dates of my vacation, but I also know that I'll be of work the entire week of the 19th, which I'm also GREATLY looking forward to.
