Birthdays & Botox

Well, one more year to go. When my son Mikey was born, I was a youngster - only 20 years old and thinking to myself..."well, I guess I have to put my life on hold until this little bundle of giggles and screams turns 18". And that's kind of what happened. Sure, I did things for myself, but really only after everything and all was taken care of for my little Mikey. Yesterday he turned 17, and I thought to myself...'one more year, syl". Then maybe I can travel, get some cosmetic proceedures, got on a date...maybe customize a bedroom makeover. And then I went and got some botox. Haha.

It kind of blows my mind that he is already 17, and even while I type this and at the same time think at the back of my mind that I have to balance going to his cross country meet on saturday AND get to a wedding out of town, I wonder how it all happened...so fast.

happy birthday to us :)