9.9.09

I remember as a kid talking about how cool the year 1999 would be. Then it evolved to the date 9.9.99 and how cool that would be to have a party. I remember planning it out with my friends, and thinking we would all get together and reminisce about old times. Then 9.9.99 came, and I was on an airplane flying to a wedding and puking my guts up, pregnant with Dillon, and not partying with any of my friends. Not the cool night I had thought it would be as a kid. I wondered if the year 9.9.09 would be a "cooler" night. I had given up the illusion of having a party with my old friends, but wondered what I would be doing 10 years later. Well- here we are 10 years later. I wasn't puking, but I can't say it was much better than my night 10 years ago. Meetings, practices, homework and a massive headache. I think for now, I am going to give up on planning "fun" things so far in the future, and just live one day at a time. :)