Wow. Thirty seven. I'm thirty-freakin-seven! Seems like only a week ago that I turned thirty six! Isn't it strange how you always feel SO much older on your birthday than you did the year prior? That's said, I still maintain you're only as old as you feel, and I still laugh when people compliment me on how "mature" my blog is. Because I still feel 25. And that's how I'd like it to stay. But it's been a killer year. So much change, growth and enlightenment. So much awesome-ness. Happy Birthday to me indeed! Oh, and PS:
