August 17, 2009
August 11, 2009
Being 30
I feel old. I realize it could be worse. Everybody said "it isn't that bad". Well it was, for me anyway. I think leading up to the day was far worse than the actual day. I was in the worst mood all weekend. My family was afraid to even start a conversation with me. On the actual day, Derek took me and my sister and her husband out to dinner. We went to The Crab Pot. I had never been, but always wanted to go. They dumped steamed shellfish and crab legs on your table and then you dig in. Derek HATES seafood, except for fish and chips (like the kind that has an inch fried batter all around it). We had a good time, it was nice to get away for a couple hours!
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