I had the blondest moment of the century. (At least my century)Right next to the time I was talking about the basketball playoffs with a co-worker and accidentally called LeBron, Kobe. That was hard to recover from.

My step childrens mother came and dropped the kids off wearing a shirt flashing to every one it was her birthday,being born in 1986 etc...etc

..We were both going around saying we were turning the BIG 3-0 this year. So when I noticed her shirt saying 86 my wheels starting spinning. I got to thinking we can't both be turning 30 if she was born in 86 and myself in 87. So I added it up. (Calculator to the rescue)

I'm a year younger than I had some how convinced myself I was 29 about to be 30. A little slice of what every women wants. To be younger again. It may not to be all the way back 18years old but hey, I'm pretty darn ecstatic about it.