It finally happened the big 30!
I keep telling myself your only as
old as you feel. For my Birthday Greg
flew me to New York for 5 days. It was
a blast! I actually got there on September 11.
A little frightening but I survived. We went
to see where the twin towers were. There
were bag pipes marching up and down the
street, and the firefighters were dressed in suits.
It was so neat it gave me the chills.
This flag was hanging over where the towers
were.
Greg and I were walking around and saw this
street sign. I thought it was pretty neat.
We stayed in the Trump Tower.
Right out side our window on the 37th
floor was Central Park, and Columbus Circle.
I especially can't forget about the bodies
exhibit we went to. It was very cool.
This was taken in Central park.
When I got home the kids made me a cake
and we celebrated my birthday since I was gone.
It was great.
I guess turning 30 wasn't that bad after all.