My 31st birthday! Much like a movie, the weekend started off slow (Friday), experienced melodrama in the middle (Saturday), topped off with a surprise (yet pleasant) ending (Sunday). I'll spare you the details LOL but for a second there I found myself coming down with another case of, "OMG! I'm in my 30's" blues -- the first time hit the hardest; turning 30. And so, there it was --- poignant, self-awareness induced anxiety rearing its ugly head over the weekend. I fought the major symptom -- frantically running to my room like a emotionally compromised teenage girl, plop on the bed and commence to do the ugly cry into a pillow, until someone knocks on my door and I scream, "Leave me ALONE!". Hmm. I wonder how many years after turning 30 will I return to this horrific emotional state. OK. I'm dramatizing a bit but for some folks (typically us ladies), it's all too real. However, me? I'm able to
