Another Year Older...

Isn't there some quote along the lines of "With age, comes wisdom"? Well, another year has gone by and I sometimes feel that I still do the same stupid things. When will I learn? Oh well, but not always acting my age, people generally think I am quite a bit younger. Of course, the jokes over the weekend of turning 22 were definitely in jest!

Not to sound too sappy, but I must say that I have a fantastic life. I live in a great place, I've seen so much of the world, I have a fantastic job with some little lovies, my friends and family support me, and I'm fairly healthy.

What were the high points since my last birthday? Well, I was probably one of the youngest patients in the back ward last December at Emory's Spine Hospital when I had my back fused. I returned to Poland to volunteer and met some great new people. I visited Polad, Ireland, Taba, Dahab, Fayoum, and Bahariyya. I got back into the dating scene after a dry spell called "Japan", but that was a bit of a roller coaster (still is, but I'm loving the ride). I became Grand Mattress of the Cairo hash (aka social coordinator). I started running and scuba diving (not at the same time). I organized a ball for the hash (and won Harriette of the Year). My sister became a mom (who saw that coming?!?) and I got to meet my nephew last summer. I babysat my niece a few times and continued to fuel her coffee and shopping addictions, despite her cries of "I don't like my Carolyn". But best of all, I was given an orphaned little monster named Howie the Horrible, and adorable little Peke with teeth like razors and a personality of a trained killer pit bull. But he loves me!

So today, I'll wish myself a happy birthday and look forward to what the next year will bring!