Ahh my eggs are dying!
Am I too old to party like it's 1999?
Does this mean I'm officially an adult?
Where have the past 27 years gone?
I thought I'd have my life more together by this age!
Of course, I plan to check a few more things off my 30 Before 30 list - le duh. In addition, I am hoping to acquire more stuff. (Have I mentioned before that my hubby thinks I'm a hoarder? I beg to differ.) Some things that will aid in the transition from 26 years old to 27 years old are all listed on my silly ole wishlist. Yea, I have a wishlist page on my blog. Tacky or not, I am keeping it. Check it out and buy me something, but that's neither here nor there. (Y'all... I'm joking.)
But on a serious note, I can't ever hear "you're young!" too much. Has anyone else ever felt this way? Or do you proudly own getting older? Give me your feedback!