As I said about two months ago, I really want to embrace 30.
It’s kind of bizarre and mind-numbing to think that today, I have been on this earth for three decades.
I mean, thirty years ago, the Internet was a “big idea.”
The notion of an African-American president was a pipe dream.
AIDS was not identified, let alone its mass devastation (and global implications) understood.
The Berlin Wall separated communist East Germany from West Germany.
And verbs like “Googled” and “friended”? They simply didn’t exist.
But alas, thirty years ago, at St. Barnabus Hospital in Livingston, N.J., at 2:17 p.m., I came into this world, breached, butt-first, and, well, let’s be honest here … ready to eat. 🙂 (the latter–my dad’s words!) Continue reading “Thirty, Flirty, and Fabulous.“