I don't really feel like writing right now, just thought I would write a little on my actual birth date, just so I could look back and say..ha ha I remember that day, I was such a freak, worrying about how old I was getting...lol.

But if you think about it I can remember as far back as my 6th birthday (pictures can only remind me of anything else before that) I was in Vancouver, it was the frist time I had ever flowen in a plane, and I was visiting my Aunt and Uncle. Pretty exciting stuff.

But tonight as I watch Tim's mom put each and every candle on my cake (she even counted out loud) I tried to remember a little something from each birthday as she counted up and then she stopped at 22...I was like ok thats enough...there's no more space left on the cake. Then I blew them all out after everyone stopped singing happy birthday I said, man if I get any older I will probably die of lung cancer, there is just so much more smoke comming off my birthday cake these days...lol. That or suffocation..lol

Ah well...its just a number. It's kind of interesting because my nephew is turning 6 (heck he is even growing up too fast, I remember when he was born) in 8 day's...I am kind of hoping if we can magically switch places just for a day, so I could relive my 6th birthday all over again....lol.

anywho...so much for writting a little bit...I guess getting older is not such a bad thing to write about after all.

:O) night everyone