On top of the world...but with the world on my shoulders...

It was my birthday Saturday (HOORAY!!!). I turned 30. I wasn't sad, I wasn't upset, I wasn't anything but totally excited. I had waited a long time for this. Man, like, about 30 years.

Some people can't wait to be 16 or 18 or 21 or whatever. But me? It has always been 30. I feel like we spend our 20's discovering ourselves. Trying to figure out who we are and what we want. Trying to understand ourselves. And we usually do all this poor broke. But your 30's? You are usually more comfortable with who you are and what you've become. Your more comfortable in your skin. Women in their 30's are more confident, and while women in their 20's are sassy, women in their 30's have earned the right to be sassy. So I was excited. Super excited.

When I woke up Saturday morning I was worried I would be disappointed. Not by the day, things I got, places I would go, because I know Ryan knows he will suffer greatly if he doesn't give me the best day...ever... kidding. But I know he will always do great. I was more worried about how I would feel that day. Worried I would be disappointed. I was a little worried I would wake up and shed a single, sad tear that I was saying GOODBYE to my 20's and joining the 30-something club. But, I am happy to announce it rocked even more than I thought it would.

It went something like this...

I woke up to 5 beautiful kids and an amazing husband singing "Happy Birthday to you (cha, cha, cha)" while delivering breakfast in bed. Complete with sausage (I love) and chocolate milk. While they are walking in, I see, there on the tray a cute little blue bag. I could spot the bag anywhere, I have never had one of my own I had only drooled over them...several times. It said in small black letters TIFFANY & CO. Oh, no you didn't. See, when we were in Park City recently for vacation, I did a little lot of shopping. I saw this purse at the Coach outlet that I loved. I usually buy black or brown purses, I have a few colored clutches, but this purse was different. It was a fun yellow purse. So the outlet price was really good, some might say it is still too much for a purse, but well, then maybe we weren't meant to be friends. Joking. A little. I asked (well begged really) Ryan for it. I struck a deal. How about I get it and it can be my birthday present? Sounds perfect right? It was perfect. I got the purse. Later in the car though, I said, "You know though, I still want something to open that day..." He just smiled and said "Oh, Linsey, of course you do...". Girls are weird that way, huh? For like, the whole month before my birthday I am justifying everything with "it could be for my birthday..." We all say it, but we don't really mean it. That is why Ryan calls it "Linsakkah". It started out we celebrated for the week. Then we made it 8 days. Now we are up to about a month, 2 weeks before- 2 weeks after. We go to Sedona (we'll call it "for my birthday") on the 17th and when we get home I suppose we could wrap up the celebration. Perhaps. Or perhaps not. We shall see.

Anyway back to said "little blue bag". I open it up. I just hold the little blue box for a minute before I untie the perfectly tied white ribbon. He got me a classic piece. They have their toggle chains, ya know? Some say return to tiffany's or whatever. Well, he got a toggle necklace, which I love because I can wear it dressy or casual. But here is the really great part. The really "Ryan" part. Ryan buys beautiful jewelry, he has great taste. But he never buys it just because it's beautiful. It always has deeper meaning. So this necklace is from the "ATLAS Collection". He said "I thought it was really cool looking, beautiful and feminine, but also a little masculine, not so frilly and girly. But it is from the ATLAS collection. Atlas is the man who holds up the world, and, well, you hold up our world". How cute is he? I know, I know. The cutest. So since I was looking soooo hot for the breakfast in bed picture (hey atleast I threw a shirt on) I also put a picture of me wearing it. I don't know if you can see it very good, but take it or leave it.

After I ate breakfast, I went out to get my nails done. I got my pedicure with my girlfriend the night before. So I go to the salon... alone... and got my nails done. With my cute new necklace on. Then I went to Target...alone. Then I met my sister for a minute. All the while I drove around listening to KT Tunstall, loud, and feeling really good. Feeling totally good about being 30. I went home and watched a chick flick (Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants... cute movie, and I will never be too old for such movies...). Seriously, I was on top of the world all day. All I was missing was my tiara... Sunny wouldn't let me borrow it.

We went out that night. Ryan bought m some new burberry perfume (that came with a cute free bag...I LOVE a free bag) and some new shoes. We went to on of my favorite restaurants Ah-so. And saw Pirates of the Caribbean.

I had a girlfriend spoil me with more jewelry and some fun bath stuff and candles and things. And....drumroll please.... DR PEPPER CHAPSTICK. She really loves me. And while we were out my friend Angela brought over a beautiful bouqet of Gerber Daisy's (my favorite) and Chocolate covered-cream cheese filled Strawberries. She also got me 2 pairs of pajamas. A cute pair and a um, fun cute pair (wink, wink).

All in all it was a fabulous day. I was thoroughly spoiled. I was not disappointed even a little.

And you know what they say about your 30's? Well, all the good stuff anyway... It's true. All of it .

And lastly... I have included a cute little picture I saw this week. I loved it. And thought it was worth sharing....