The Number 29

I turned 29 this past Saturday, so far with no visible effects. This is the last year of my twenties and the last age a lot of people actually want to be (see Oil of Olay commercials-no link). Despite a lot of people trying to spook me with how near I am to 30, it's only when they start talking "Carousel" that age starts to worry me (see Logan's Run).

I woke up Saturday morning to a delicious breakfast in bed and some wonderful presents on the couch. I got a nice homemade card and Tammy surprised me with some books I've been collecting, while Emma came through with the Disney version of Robin Hood on DVD. My cousins, Joe and Steve, took me to the movies that afternoon, and then that night we were invited to a pizza party with the Olsen's at Kristie's house, which we attended of course.

We had Stake Conference the next morning, which is a gift in itself as I didn't have to get up for 7:00am meetings. We ran into the Walker's there and chatted for a long while. You forget how nice it is to see friends in 3D every once in a while. After Conference we headed to my parents house for some birthday enchiladas and the Toddler Olympics. The Toddler Olympics occurred when we were trying to get packed up to head home, and Emma and Lucy decided they wanted to race around the loop in Gramma and Grampa's house that's created by the staircase separating a couple rooms. They went around at least 20 times with hilarious results, and with Lucy winning most of the races. Emma likes to pursue rather than be pursued. To Lucy's credit, I think she's faster than Emma anyways, but next week is shot put, and we'll see who dominates there.

I had a great weekend. If I were to make any goals for this year it would be to get in better shape. I'm supposed to be in the prime of my life, and 29 is a prime number, so why not?