So sad-it's my last day of being 33 years old. Tomorrow, at 6:32 a.m., I will officially be 34.
I enjoyed being 33. For one, 3 is Adam's favorite number, so I was double his favorite wife all year. I know, that doesn't make much sense, but in my warped mind, it makes perfect sense.
I like the number three, because to me, it represents our family. Me, Adam and Addison make three. We once had three dogs. We have two but I am only counting humans.
So long, 33, it was a good year. I enjoyed you and hope you can say the same. 34, here I come.