It's my PARTY!
I'm totally milking this turning 30 thing. Nobody seems to believe me, that I'm 30. I don't act that age. I don't look that age. Yet, I am and I don't care. Anyway. My girls threw me a big party. Instead of gifts, I had everyone bring a CD of their favorite music. I got at least 20! Cool. Everyone really got into the idea and I think it's really interesting to see what everyone is about through their music selections. Anyway. Here's some picts:
Where my girls at? Andrea on my right and Karlita on my left.
My birthday cake,
my birthday kiss,
and my birthday dance.
Me and my brotha attempting to do the same grin. 
My friend Brandon. His dimples make me happy.
3 witty retorts:
Whoa, Shannonigans! Hello, cleavage!
(Don't be embarrassed, though. I think you looked very pretty. But it reminds me of that model pose in Destin -- YOU know the one I'm talkin' 'bout!)
That sibling grin is possibly the cutest thing in the whole entrie universe!!
YAY for turning 30! I was lucky enough to go to Vegas for my 30th (my dad got my mom and I tickets) - and we saw Sigfried and Roy's White Tigers and stayed at The Mirage. :)
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