30

Last Sunday I hit my scary age:  the big 3-0.  I always dreaded turning 30 but it just kinda went by... no big deal.  I survived.

The awesome sign that my sisters made for me as part of my party decor.

I thought that Casey didn't have anything planned so I went out to one of my favorite restaurants Friday night. 

But Casey surprised me with a party the next night.  This whole time he went on like he didn't have anything planned and I gave him such a hard time about it (hello guilt).  We headed "out to dinner" and stopped by my parent's house to drop Hud off to stay there while we were out (or so I thought) and was greeted with family, friends, and BBQ (really the thing a pregnant lady loves the most).  Casey asked me what I was thinking when we walked in and I told him I literally don't think a thought was in my head.  I was so surprised.  I'm probably the worst person to surprise because I don't think I gave any kind of reaction but I was just in total shock.

On my actual birthday we did church, my gift (a brand new camera) and dinner at my parents.