It was my thirty-second birthday this week. I kicked off the celebration first thing in the morning... by plucking a couple of my chin hairs with my trusty tweezers! (No. I'm not kidding. And it should also be noted that the plucking came right after I popped out my retainer and rinsed it in the sink. I am a classy broad.)
So, how did I do thirty-two? What did I do to celebrate the day of my birth? Besides eat lots of cupcakes, wear a Wonder Woman t-shirt, and kiss my babies' faces off?
I enjoyed every minute!