34

I turned 34 last Thursday. My mom and sister came down and spent the day with me and then this weekend, my friends Gretchen and Lorissa and their husbands and kids came down. We went out while the guys watched all the little ones and BBQ'd. It was a great time. I love birthdays, I love the gifts, and officially turning older. Birthday's sort of remind me of those old flip clocks, I always get the sensation that on my birthday there is some invisible number out there that flips over and is now showing the number 34, where just the day before it said 33.

Life's been a bit crazy with my three, it's been hard for me to spend much time on the computer. I miss Sacramento, life here is beginning to settle in though. I went to a play group last week for local moms. I knew no one there and felt awkward, but the people were so nice, and Jack and Stella loved playing, so I'll think I'll try to make some friends there. There is church too. I'm trying to make some connections there but it just slow going. I've never been in a completely new place were I have to make friends, it's making me go a lot outside my comfort zone. Maybe being 34 will be all about pushing myself, making my self grow as a new mom, in a new town, with new friends.