the 30/60 trip!

a couple weeks ago i did the unthinkable and turned thirty. *gasp* my brother, who happens to have a phd in mathematics, called to tell me that thirty is so mathematically insignificant it is hardly worth celebrating. since i can hardly count (i know this for a fact because when i was a bank teller my manager once told me, "lisa, you're really great with customers, but maybe you should learn how to count.") i gently reminded him of the following mathematical proof:

30/60 = baby girl/mom

i am exactly half mom's age! i am too mathematically significant, oh dr. brother of mine! check that fraction again folks, cause we're using this whole year an excuse...i mean, reason to celebrate! and we're kicking it off with a girl's trip!

our plan was to go see and do all the things that would be a drag to do with our husbands and really the whole trip has morphed into a series of things we'd never, ever get to do if the darling mr.s were around. so far we've:

*taken the scenic route even though it's much longer
*pulled off the interstate just because we think "there's something significant here," and driven around in circles while reading about the town from wikipedia
*stretched our legs by shopping at dillards
*taken the next exit on the interstate and backtracking two miles because we really do want to see that farmer's market after all

i am loving every minute of it!