Thirty Something

This weekend a friend asked me how old I was. I answered honestly--31. My friend was skeptical as we traded Chinese zodiac signs. He accused me of actually being 32.

Without blinking an eye, I said--No, I'll be 32 in 2012. And that's when I remembered (a) the year is now 2012 and (b) that this (what's going on in the picture) had happened recently while we were in Ohio.

OMG! My mommmy brain (and perhaps a leetle beeeet of wishful thinking) made me completely forget that I just had a birthday!

How does it feel to be 32?  Meh, not much different than 31...which is not that different than 30.  But it sure sounds a heck of a lot older!  After having a kid, I prefer to think of myself as ageless...primarily because I honestly can't keep it straight in my head anymore.

I'm a horrible mother...

...to my office plant.


I was so happy to leave the office for the 4th of July long-weekend that I neglected to water my already saggy plant. So it's no wonder that I came in today and faced this half-dead weed.

But the worst part is, I didn't even water it this morning (just kept forgetting) UNTIL my co-worker came in and gasped in horror, grabbed a nearby water bottle, and doused it quickly as if it were on fire.

I hope this is not an indication that I'll be one of those parents who forget to feed their kids--didn't I feed you yesterday?