Ok, so I am turning 30 soon and it doesn’t scare me or makes me feel old. Honestly. Not the number 30, I actually feel pretty good about it. And it doesn’t make me feel old at all. 30 years old.

But, there is always a “but”, there has been a couple of occasions lately that did make me feel old. Well maybe not old but at least older, if you know what I mean.

1. For some reason I always get food stuck in my teeth and have to use a toothpick or floss every time that I have eaten. That’s something my parents do, I shouldn’t have to do it! I am not even 30 =) Ok if I had passed 40, but now? No way!

2. The fact that the other day Stephen looked at me and saw the top of my head and was kind of surprised and shocked by all the grey hairs he saw, and it was true shock and surprise and not that teasing look on his face that he has when he is deliberately trying to stir me up. But I guess I am the one with the least grey hairs on the family so I probably shouldn’t complain, and mum did turn grey earlier than I have. And my hair colour kind of hides it anyway so it is not a big deal yet. But it has started, now I am discussing with myself whether I should start dying my hair or not on a regular basis, I am not convinced yet that I should.

So, turning 30 is pretty good I think, my life could be a heck of a lot worse than it is so turning 30 is just a minor detail that I cant do anything about anyway! I just have to stock up on toothpicks! I wish I had one now so that I could get rid of that remaining piece of my lunch...