As most of you know the big 30 is approaching. I have to say...I'm excited about it. I can't wait to see what this next decade has to offer. My twenties were good to me and the one thing I can say is I partied hard and I survived! I really have some great memories and accomplishments from the last 10 years. I also know that I learned a lot about myself and who I really am.
As I reflect on this I can't help but think...how in the hell can I function in society? It's an absolute miracle since I was weened off a bottle by a cow named Brazo and potty trained by a dog named Fifi! :-)
My mother used very unique techniques for teaching these important life lessons. I guess she knew I was driven even at a very young age, and would never let an animal out do me. So she convinced me that only babies needed bottles and the cow in the pasture next door was still a baby and he needed my bottles. Then my grandparents told me that they had potty trained their dog Fifi. Hey I figured if a dog could go to the bathroom, so could I. Yes I know these two stories really explain a lot, but I thought it was a good laugh for a Friday.
The only down side to turning 30 so far has been the image that looks back in the mirror. I really had not noticed, but I guess after my stint of working 17-22 hours a day the true colors came through. I remember waking up one morning walking down the hall of my office to the restroom to get ready for work and looking in the mirror and not recognizing the person looking back. I don't know who that woman was in the mirror, but she was old!
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