I'm 29

We ran a road race on Saturday, and I was 29.

I love this. I love 29.

On my 29th birthday, my (now) husband (then boyfriend) and I skipped work, went for a nice hike and went to Red Robin for lunch. When I went to the bathroom, my (now) husband told the waitress that it was my birthday.

Husband: It's my girlfriend's birthday.
Waitress: Oh, yeah, how old is she?
Husband: Twenty-nine.
Waitress: Right, "twenty-nine" {and she made quotes with her fingers!}
Husband: She's really twenty-nine.
Waitress: uh-huh.

It was fun to be 29 again.