Last week I turned 30. I didn’t really think I’d care. It’s just a number, right? Then as the day was sneaking up behind me, I found it did. I got butterflies in my stomach. I felt sick. I felt dumb. Why would I care, it was just another day like every other. Nursing, playing, changing diapers. Same old, same old. So why did it bother me? I am not sure. My close friend Melissa told me it must be my biological clock. Her’s is ticking away, she’s only a year older than I am. So that’s what I decided it must be. Truthfully I thought I would be done having children by now, not just getting started.
My super sweet, thoughtful hubby got me an Amazon Kindle for my birthday. It is a digital device that you can add ebooks, pdfs, blogs, mp3s, audio books and even clip magazine and newspaper articles! It is sooooo awesome! He said he thought I’d like the pdf capability for knitting patterns. I wouldn’t have to carry around a bunch of papers anymore. Wasn’t that incredibly thoughtful of him? I think it’s my favorite present ever. I’m going to get so much use out of it. I already have. I’ve burned through 6 books already since he gave it to me last Monday.
Isn’t it nifty?