|Image credit: Apple Spice Cake and Salted Caramel Frosting from the beautiful food blog Adventures in Cooking|
Well, the day is finally here. I'm proud to say that I've made it to thirty - the day I've been dreading since I turned 25, but funnily enough been looking forward to since I hit 29. 29 is a very strange year - it's a year spent teetering on the edge between your (mainly irresponsible, floundering around in the dark) twenties trying to figure things out and a new (hopefully) more mature and confident decade. And now that it's finally here, I don't feel so different - I kept hoping that I would suddenly blossom into a swan and wake up with perfect vision for example, but alas I still need to wear contacts. Instead I may just start doing things a little differently, such as (and I've been saying this for years) cutting down on my alcohol intake on the weekends - a tricky task in a city obsessed with wine - and drinking instead more water, which I've always found very hard indeed.
Anyway there's a lot I'd like to achieve in the next few years (learning fluent or at least conversational French for starters, being one of them) so here's hoping for a very happy and successful new decade.