Thirty Flirty and Thriving

So this year I turned 30. Yikes! I actually knew that I was OK with it several months ago. I was sitting in Relief Society one day, and someone made a comment about "young mothers in their 20's" and I though, wow, young! And then I thought, oh wait, that's me. So yeah, I actually don't have many friends these days who are still in their 20's so I'm OK with starting this next chapter.
So Jesse and I celebrated by going to the local amusement park. We rode a tiny little roller coaster a bunch of times. We did go Karts. We did a ropes course, which seemed like a better idea while still on the ground than it did 20 feet up in the air. We played some mini-golf. Jesse knew that I'd cream him, so we didn't keep score. :) (Or something like that.)

The next day was my actual birthday, and my mom offered to make dinner for me that day. So we went over there, and had a lovely time. You can also see my haircut. I wanted something new for my new age. I got bangs. So that's it. Now I'm 30, and there's nothing I can do about it.