So the official day of the 30th Birthday has come and gone and I feel no different for its passing   People were asking me if I was dreading this birthday and how it feels to be 30.  I’m not really sure what “30″ even means other than the # of years I’ve been alive.  To me, it’s just another # and a sign of me growing older (definitely) and wiser (hopefully).  As I look back on the years I can remember, I think that this 30 thing is pretty good.  I have a nice home, great family and friends a wonderful hubby, well-behaved and cuddly dog and the smartest, cutest daughter I could have ever hoped for.  I wouldn’t trade being 30 for being in high school again, being in my 20s and in college or even my mid-20s.  I am happy in my own skin and love my life – I think those are great things no matter what your age

For my birthday party we were supposed to have a groovy shindig featuring a disco theme (gotta love the late 70s!) at our house BUT I came down with the flu a few days before the party and didn’t quite feel up to playing the hostess to 25 people so, we cancelled it and ended up having dinner at my parent’s house a couple of days later. 

Partly because I am a fun person , partly because I like to torture my family and partly because I am practical (I HAD already purchased costumes and decor for a disco party) I still made everyone dress up for dinner – Hee Hee.  And partly because they wanted to humor me since I am getting older and partly because they too are fun people, they agreed!  We had lots of yummy food and laughs at each others’ expense due to the ridiculousness of the costumes.  I hope you enjoy these pics….. and remember:

“In the end, it’s not the years in your life that count. It’s the life in your years.” – Abe Lincoln

Love,

MLB Mama

This is Braelyn with her “afro”

Looking Oh-so retro

Chris and I with the Dance Fever

Justin and Chris looking GROOVY

Grandma and my dad – Far Out!

My grandparents say “Give Peace a Chance!”

Me and my main squeeze

The hippest mom and daughter

Ready to Boogie!

The dogs were even subject to this torture…

Lookin’ good Mr. Kotter…

Me and the BIG 3-0!!

What a Group!

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