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Just this side of oldness.

5 years ago today I turned 30 in Paris. Husband was out at a work function and I hadn’t met any friends yet, so I dragged my lonely, non-French speaking ass to the cafe next door for a chocolate croissant and a Duvel. I may have cried a little bit. 5 years later I woke up to one…

Today I am old.

I’m feeling elderly today. A whopping 31 years old! How did that happen? I can only take solace in the fact that Husband will always be 2 years older than me. Which means I am married to an almost 33 year old. Gross. I guess I should at least be thankful that we’re spending our…