Mar 06, 2008 14:06
Today is my 30th birthday. This feels strange to say. I get a slight tightening in my chest when I think about the fact that I am now 30. This isn't like me, I'm a pretty logical person. I understand that time passes, but for some reason turning 30 has freaked me out more than I thought it should.
And my poor hubby is home quite ill. He had surgery to correct his deviated septum. That sucks. Then he developed a fever, so I spent a bunch of time yesterday calling doctors, calling pharmacies to find one that carried the drugs, and getting the drugs. Today he still has a fever. It's not going up, but I don't like that it hasn't gone down either. And I had to go to work today, I feel guilty. I'm leaving early.
I'm going to get a hair cut. Woo hoo. This is pretty much the most excitement I can expect.
On a positive note, my lab mates brought me a crap-load of cake. Three full sized cakes and one personal sized cake, a huge bag of chocolates, and a bar of Vosges Bacon and Milk Chocolate (it's, um, interesting). I think we're going to have to save one of the cakes for tomorrow. I guess that's what you get when you bake a cake for just about everyone in a lab of 12 people, on your birthday you get a little payback.