Space, the Final Frontier

Tomorrow this little diva has a birthday! It's my last year in one of those "check here" age brackets, too. 34. And you know what? I feel pretty good about it. Is my life perfect? No. Is my house clean? No. Am I the strongest woman in the world? No.

But I'm the strongest little diva I can possibly be at this very moment. And that's kinda kick ass.

Big things coming up! On Monday I'll be heading out of town for a long awaited vacation with Mr. Diva (it's a 30th birthday trip for him - yes, I like them young). We're heading out to Vegas for 2 days, and then renting motorcycles and riding to the Grand Canyon and Zion National Park.

We're also now 99 days out from our Jamaican vacation, and are both doing a sit-up countdown to departure (imagine the Burpee Challenge in reverse, with sit-ups - yes, I'm a dork).

But amidst all of this anticipation, I'm looking forward to living in the beginning moments of this next year of my life. After all, there's no need to wish the time away - it does that very well on it's own. Rather, I'm going to slow down each day and eek as much out if it as I can.

I swear, one of these days I'll figure out how to add those extra hours I so desperately need!

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