Sorry I've been all MIA this week. I've just been living in denial about the fact that I'm turning thirty. And, whelp, the day has finally come. I'm the big 3-0. Is it weird that oftentimes I still feel like a teenager? You know, minus the whole responsibility of being a wife slash mom, I do. A lot. I mean, yes, occasionally I'll look in the mirror and think, "where did that wide-eyed 16-yr. old with big dreams go?". But for the most part, I feel like she's still right here. Only now I'm a modified version of this person. And my dreams have changed a bit since then. Where I once saw myself leaving Dallas (my hometown) to move to the the Big Apple, I now find myself longing to go back. Crazy, I know, but being away from my family for the past 5 years has made me realize just how important they are. Now I'm not saying that I wouldn't eventually love to live in NYC, but I definitely have no immediate plans to do so. For now, I'm enjoying life in NoVA (where we're currently stationed), and have absolutely no desire to run for the hills as I once did. In this way, I guess you could say I'm no longer like the old (but much younger) Joanna. And I'm okay with this.
Anyway, since I've been a bit nostalgic about my younger days, I thought I'd share some photos of vintage me. Unfortunately, because I'm not back in Dallas amongst all of the photo albums and baby books my parents have collected over the years, you're just gonna have to settle for toddler and high school/college photos. Cuz apparently those are the only 2 stages of my life that I felt were relevant enough to keep pics of. My mom has promised to text me some proof of the in between, though, so keep your eyes peeled for those on
Instagram.
Before we get started, just a couple of things: Yes, I realize as a teenager that my hair was
bad. And by bad, I mean that,
much just like a mullet, it could be described as business in the front, party in the back. What's worse is that I wore it this way for like 2 years. Short hair, don't care! My hope is that you'll find my baby pics so adorable that you'll forget all about this little hair...uh, mishap. And the chola eyebrows? I can't even.
Enjoy!
P.S. I'll be taking tomorrow off from blogging to, you know, be thirty and stuff. See you guys next week!
Oh, and, being that it's my b-day and all, if you're feeling up to it - you can vote for us over at Top Baby Blogs by clicking on the link below, and then again on the owl to the left. Thanks!!
Adorable pictures-- & don't worry about feeling like a teenager--- we all do! There isn't a magic age when suddenly you become an adult {& those that act like they are, are faking it!}. Don't worry about age, it literally means nothing-- just enjoy your life!
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Happy birthday and welcome to 30! I got there 2 months ago. I too feel the major pull to move home, and its somewhere I NEVER thought (before a couple of years ago) I'd want to return to.
ReplyDeleteAlso: personally, I hope I NEVER feel like an adult.
My baby brother just turned 30, too. Well, I guess he's not so much a baby anymore.
ReplyDeleteThe thirties are a good decade. Not that I would know. I have been 29 for five years now.
Great advice. Thanks!
ReplyDeleteTrue dat. And thanks!
ReplyDeleteGood idea. I think I, too, will stay 29 forevs.
ReplyDeleteHappy Belated Birthday! I think that your high school hair is pretty fantastic.
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