Happy 29th birthday, honey! I can't believe you're so old.
Your always younger wife
(LOVE the birthday sombrero at El Vaq!)
Have you ever had that feeling of your stomach dropping? The one where you've suddenly realized that you didn't do some vitally important task? When you think you have screwed something up so badly that it can't be fixed and you are likely to get fired/flunked/arrested?
I hate that feeling.
I had an opportunity to become familiar with that feeling today when I received a text from a classmate asking me if the literature review for a huge research paper was really due tomorrow. Cue the ultimate Oh Shit moment.
As I was preparing for an all-nighter, not the greatest idea following a two-day bout with the stomach flu, my generous professor emailed an extension to our woefully unprepared class. I'm not sure I have ever been more relieved.
Now if you will excuse me, I have some research to attend to...
I may have eaten meat today, but I refuse to fail the 30-day blogging challenge too.
It turns out, vegetarian living is difficult, especially on your body. And mine couldn't take the stress. So, today began with a platter of chicken enchiladas and a sense of disappointment in my resolve.
There's always next year.