almost 30 and shrinking fast!

been awhile since i've written anything... lots going on. thanksgiving--which consisted of five days of eating, watching way too many movies, watching way too much football, and doing way too much sitting around for the amount of food being consumed. we then watched two cute little boys (see monkey and chicken below) while their parents partied it up in hawaii (welcome home guys). we went to park city for my company christmas party where they put us all up in this sweet hotel for the evening and let us spend the following day shopping at the outlet stores (pre-holiday shopping that you justify by saying "ok, this one will be for christmas... and this one too... and this..."). then we went straight from park city to another christmas party where we ate amazing fudge and fondue and rice krispie covered marshmallows and more fudge and more fondue... i love christmas. please note that both of these christmas parties occured before the month of december even started. anyway, it's been a busy couple of weeks.

it's my birthday on friday... 28. i'm still deciding how i feel about it. it's not like turning 23... 'cause 23 was cool (that may seem random, but i've had this discussion with many friends and that seems to be the pinnacle of existence). but this is almost 30. not that almost 30 isn't cool... or over 30 for that matter. it's just hard to believe that's me. i'm older than my mom was when i was born. oh well, i guess most of my friends are right there with me... some who have paved the way and others who are soon to follow (fyi... i'll be almost 34 before burton even leaves his 20s). sweet.

well, it's almost 9:30 PM... time for my glass of warm milk and then off to bed for my old bones. i freaking asked for slippers for my birthday... although, i also asked for "trivial pursuit 80s edition"... which only makes me feel old when i'm with my husband.

OH!... i almost forgot to share the funniest discovery in a really long time. if going through a quarter life crisis wasn't enough (come on... i could live to be 112... it'll be 2090 when that roles around... i guarantee they'll have figured something out by then to keep my little heart pumping passed 100), i went to the doctor a couple weeks ago for a basic checkup, 'cause i haven't been to a family doctor in like 15 years (no joke). so... somewhere along the line in my adult life someone pulled out a tape measure and said "hey, let's measure everyone's height" and somehow that tape measure was incredibly... well... WRONG. literally for the last at least 8 or 9 years i have been under the impression that I am 5 ft. 6.5 inches tall. and because no one really likes saying the half inches and everyone secretly wants to be a little taller than they are (unless they're already crazy tall) i would round up to 5'7". so needless to say, i was a little shocked... kind of like i had been kicked in the gut... when the nurse stood me up to the measuring instrument and proclaimed for all to hear "5 feet 4.5 inches". WHAT?!?! I said "ummm... i think that's wrong!" so she said "ok... we can do it again" and we went through the same ordeal. aware of my obvious concern she pronounced the results a little quieter this time, "well... it's still 5 feet 4.5 inches". a whole 2 inches shorter!... 2.5 inches shorter than i have quite proudly stated to government agencies over the years... like the department of motor vehicles, who so trustingly put 5' 7" on my drivers license. i will admit i had a bit of an identity crisis over the whole ordeal. you know, i blame this mishap on my canadian education... it's the silly centimeters vs. inches dilemma... my canadian drivers license says 165 cm. come on... how the crap am i supposed to know that converts to 5 feet 4.5 inches?! no one taught me these things! i suppose it's totally possible that i've shrunk in my old age... it happens you know! anyway, i guarantee i will be rounding up FOR SURE now. 5' 5"... so lame.