To steal an idea from Betarulz----I survived my 30th!!!
 

I am 30, I can't believe it-- I mentally feel 18!!!:)
We all went out for my birthday last night. Ok, this sounds like a man's bday party-- but oh well.....
I have been asking my husband to take me to a strip club for years--he won't. So for my 30th birthday party--about 16-18 of us went to dinner at Hooters-- had our fair share of wings and beer! Then the party moved on to a strip club-- my husband and friend decided it would be perfect since I keep asking for someone to take me. There were about 10 of us at the stripclub. After a few drinks and a few more cherry bombs (tasted like cough syrup) one becomes very uninhibited!! And after a few of us girls got "couples" lapdances-the night ended!
Today I feel great!! Not at all like a 30 year old!!

-wendi

It gets even better... working on my 33rd in a few weeks ....

Remember, you are not a cougar - you are a puma - a cougar-in-training!!!

Happy survival!!!

Hey! I survived my 30th, too.

Twenty-some years ago.

Congrats on surviving.