29 and Feelin' Fine?

Yesterday was my twenty-ninth birthday. I liked it so much that I think I'll do it again next year, and the year after that and the year after... Well you get the point. My dad suggested that I start going backwards from this point, which I think is a fine idea, but might get a little complicated after a few years! Bill tried to tell me that I am catching up to him. I told him, I don't think that's how it works. But seriously people, I have one year left in my twenties. Have I done everything that a person should do before thirty? You know, all the things you talk about later and say "In my twenties I..." I tend to think that 21 year old Mandi Kay would think that 29 year old Mandi is a big stick in the mud. I definitely wouldn't want her to know that I didn't even finish my one glass of wine at my birthday dinner last night. She would never understand that going home to read a story to my two year old and staying up all night with a baby is what life's all about. I would tell her that her future self is now married to the hot guy she met on the lake in Couer D'Alene, and that she will someday have two beautiful babies for whom the sun rises and sets each day. She would be happy about that, she wouldn't get it, but she would be happy.