I turned 30 exactly 1 week ago. I was in the middle of an intense field trip on Prince of Wales Island working on stream surveys for an ongoing project. My birthday took a back seat to getting work done in a beautiful place with some great people. Perfect.
Not to be all navel-gazy or anything, but it feels pretty darn good to leave my 20's behind. Now, when people in my office gently chastise me for my youth I can respond with an ever mature, "nu-uh I'm 30 now." (Doesn't change the fact that I'm the youngest person in my office.
My very sweet co-workers stuck candles in muffins for me before we headed out (at an ungodly 7 am). Also, my friend Scott shared some of his very expensive scotch with me (Languvulian--I think?). It was like drinking a muskeg.
Now I just have to make myself a cake for my special day. I love getting to choose whatever I want even if tDF won't really like it. It is my speshul day after all.