It’s amazing to look at a year ago and realize that, HOLY SHIT, it was twelve full months prior. So much has changed, namely: THE BINJA WAS BORN. I remember being incredibly uncomfortable at last year’s birthday and thinking that GOD, it can not get MUCH WORSE than this. (Ha.)(Ha. Ha.)(BWAHAHAHA.)
And yet, life has changed for the better. I had a dream during Annie, one of those really saccharin dreams that kinda makes you stop and think and all the while throw up in your mouth a little bit, where the blue fairy from Pinocchio floated into my window and said that she could grant me one wish: she could take me back to pre-pregnancy. Everything will be exactly as it was: my body would still be in wedding condition, I could go out at night without making tons of arrangements, and we would have $200 extra a week.
“But will I know then what I know now?” I asked, worried that without that knowledge, I would be prone to make the same mistake again.
“Oh, yes,” she said. “You’ll know EVERYTHING that you know now.”
It sounded like a sweet bargain, so I agreed.
And then I realized the mistake. Sure, I was back into my Ann Taylor and Banana Republic wardrobe, but JEEBUS, there was something missing. And Bryan and I could hit the town as late as we wanted to without care or repercussion, but damn, there was a big ole hole.
Because the Fairy was smarter than her spandex wings let on; she knew that what I carried back with me was not just knowledge.. it was also love.
I told you you would vomit.
Anyway, today I turn a ghastly 28 years old. It’s much older than I ever remember being. It’s almost thirty. I have started the celebration early by partaking in three TiVo’d episodes of The Hills. I plan on doing NOT SHIT tomorrow and then joining my family for a rousing birthday dinner at our favorite cajun hangout.
I have made a promise to myself that a year from now, at 29, I will be 50 lbs smaller. Fifty. That’s no small task. But it’s doable. I think I can do this. And I plan to do it. Tune in 365 days from now for my celebratory post!
Happy birthday, Sarah! I hope you have a good birthday and enjoy a lotta crawfish. I miss seeing you guys!
Happy Birthday!
Happy Birthday, Sarah Brown!
Happy happy day Sarah!
happy birthday and break a leg. or break down some weight?
HBD to you,
HBD to you,
HBD dear Cinderequa-na-na…
HBD to you!
(Just wait til you’re almost 40!!!)
Happy Birthday SaraH!
Remember when you were younger and people who were 30 were OLD ?! Yikes!
As for the 50 in 365 DO it .. you’ll love yourself for it
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Happy Birthday Sarah! Hope that all your birthday wishes come true.
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Happy day to you!
Dont fear 30, its not (too) painful- Im sure it will look fantastic on you:) Good luck with the weight loss- I know you can do it!
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Happy Birthday, and definately don’t fear thirty, I passed it awhile ago, and am now staring down 40.
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Does this mean I will see you at the gym? Zumba much?
HAPPY BIRTHDAY!
30 Rocks. Your thirties rock, at least the first three years. And I still get carded, so I really have the best of both worlds, no?
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