30!
This March was my highly anticipated 30th birthday. It doesn't really bother me to get older. I'm not sure if that's because I am an old soul or if Kyle being a year older than me mentally prepares me for my next age. Either way, I'm glad that's the case. So when the big 3-0 got here, I wanted to mark the occasion by doing something fun. My word for the year has been daring, so I decided to do something I've never done before...go hot air ballooning! I did a little research and ultimately decided to book a girls trip to Branson. It would be a nice weekend getaway, and we could stay in my family's condo. So on Friday, March 4, Kim, Krissi and I headed for the Ozarks. There was rain in the forecast, but my balloon guy said it looked like Saturday morning would be clear. How incredibly fitting to watch my 10,958th sunrise floating high in the air and taking in the beautiful scenery?! It was a perfect plan. Until it wasn't. Rodney called late that ev...