So this is thirty, today. The last decade was adventurous, but I feel that I accomplished nothing. This idea is crazy as I created 2 human beings, lived in foreign lands teaching English, lived in 5 different states, and wake up everyday to keep two littles alive. Perhaps it’s a good thing to never feel accomplished, maybe it keeps me striving for more, but man it’s hard to feel unaccomplished on the daily. Anywho, here’s to 30 years!