33 WILL Kick Ass

I think I am 32. Yet I may be 33.

Yes, this seriously happens once you turn thirty .... and I'm not quite sure if this is due to actually getting older (onsetting memory loss), or due to the craziness of life that often increases in your thirties: a demanding career, busy little kids and a lot of wine (just to survive it all). None the less, it happens.  It took me a few yet I've determined (ok my Mother did) that I'm 33 this year and with that I'm determined that 33 will kick ass. It must. Actually to make up for 32, I think I need at least the next 3 years to kick ass.

So far so good as this one starts with quality peeps surrounding me. 33 has already brought incredible experiences that include new beautiful sights, unforgettable moments and great convos over time well spent with family, friends and a new man that's come into my life.

Along with a wonderful fem family celebration, I was pleasantly suprised with a road trip through the picturesque Cascade loop. I have to say this trip is a must for Northwesterners'. For all. It opened my eyes to so much overlooked beauty right here in our backyard that I needed a reminder of. That along with perfect company made the experience the best birthday gift I could have asked for. Leavenworth to Winthrop to Lake Diablo to Coupeville.....I sat back, took it all in, and enjoyed the ride. Cheers to kicking ass.