Thirtysomething

Yeah...
I have so got to plan pics on better hair days. I seem to need 'em for my blog at the worst possible moments. Apologies folks, this is for tradition's sake. :)
[Okay, so today a third person asked about my missing pics. I'll put 'em back for now but, um, yeah - they may not stay forever. Hope they don't hurt anyone else's eyes as much as they hurt mine. :p Oh and I figured out why I cried the first time I posted 'em. I totally look my age in these, which imo is really kinda suckish. Most days people say I look young for my age and I guess I prefer it that way. :p Oh, and we can't forget it was a bad hair day. A really really bad hair day.]

Special thanks to my sweet Kirsten for participating in the annual "midnight happy birthday to me" post by taking these pics. It's so not your fault that I'm not loving pictures of me at the moment. I think it's partly because I'm not lovin' the haircut yet and because of the splotchiness that is my skin during pregnancy. :p I've been brave though and am still trying to leave my photos as unretouched as possible. Go me. Keeping it real. At ...thirtysomething.

lol I'm not even saying my age this year. :p
...And I really shouldn't eat any cake.