Yesterday I turned 30. I wasn’t too distressed over it–my 20s were pretty tumultuous, so in a way I was relieved to leave them behind. I’m hoping that it’s gotten to the point where I’m no longer phased by numbers. In my mind, I’ve always felt much older, and not just in an “I’m very mature” way, but rather, “Sometimes I feel like I’m 80 on the inside,” if that makes sense. I never really had a wild youth, haha. So anyway, I’m hoping that my 30s are much better than the decade that preceded them.

I had the day off work anyway for July 4th, so I pretty much lazed around the house and took naps. lol I received some awesomely AWESOME yarn from M, which I love and will make pretty things with.

Birthday yarn of awesomeness:

I also ate way too much ice cream cake, but one’s birthday is the best time for making excuses, like being lazy and eating too many sweets, right?

Tomorrow is Thanksgiving, so I figured I’d share some things I’m thankful for.

- Even though I complain almost daily about it, I’m thankful that I have a job that pays my bills.
- Even though we’ve had some bumps in the road recently with unexpected expenses, I’m thankful for our house and cars.
- Sometimes they annoy me, but my parents always check up on me and they really do care.
- M is the best and I’m so happy he’s in my life.

And on a…less serious note:
- It’s kind of a pain to work on a deadline, but I really enjoy knitting holiday gifts for my loved ones. I’ve got almost two projects finished and have time to get the rest done before next month.

Look, I got an iPhone! I’d been coveting one for a long time, but had to wait till this week for my contract with T-Mobile to end. For some reason, I’d been getting a lot of “no service” on my Blackberry, mainly at work–I’d be sitting at my desk and the service would just disappear, then come back later, randomly. It’s kind of annoying to try to text when the network is all wonky like that. Anyway, hopefully AT&T’s network will be more reliable. Hopefully.

I’ve had my iPod Touch for several months, and it just spoiled me. I knew I wanted to get the iPhone, especially since I’m always on my iPod for Twitter, email, web, etc. It just made sense to get rid of the Blackberry and have one device that does everything, in addition to a camera and all the other cool stuff.

I bought the iPhone at my local Apple Store–the only Apple Store within 100 miles or so!–and I’m so glad I did. I wasn’t sure if I should go there, or to an AT&T store, but the general consensus seemed to be that the Apple Store had better customer service. I’ve been there in the past, to the Genius Bar when I had my MacBook woes a couple years ago, and they were always really wonderful. This time, I was helped by a girl who was really friendly, but it also turns out that she’s a crocheter, too! (I told M it figures that I would find the one crocheter in the whole store at the time.) She was trying to get me to subscribe to MobileMe, and saying that she uses hers to upload pictures and crochet patterns, and that’s when I mentioned that I crochet (and knit) too. I asked her if she’s on Ravelry, and she is, but I didn’t get her username.

Anyway, after that she had to move to the register, so another employee finished my phone setup. He ported my T-Mobile phone number over without any issues–it only took 15 minutes or so for the port to complete, really fast! I was worried that it might take a couple hours, but it didn’t. After that, the same guy helped me find a case–I’m so paranoid about my devices and potentially dropping them, and I wound up getting a Speck CandyShell.

After that, M and I had to go to T-Mobile to do a Change of Responsibility on the account, since I had been the primary account holder and ours was a family/shared plan. The girl at T-Mobile was really nice, too–I was worried she’d be mean since I told her that I ported to a different carrier, but she wasn’t at all. She put us in touch with corporate customer service, we got everything transferred over, and she fixed M’s insurance when the phone rep forgot to transfer it over. We had pretty good service at both the Apple store and T-Mobile, so I was glad about that!

I’ve been downloading apps the past couple of days, mostly productivity, social networking, and music related. I don’t play too many games. If you have any good app suggestions, let me know! I did install the WordPress app, so maybe that will encourage me to blog more than once or twice a month? We’ll see.

I used to be so good about updating my blog, but with Twitter and Ravelry and um…life, I guess, I’ve really neglected this place. Well, I’ve been good about updating my latest reads, but other than that…le sigh. I need to take more photos and post about knitting, but I just get lazy and distracted. Usually I’m actually reading or knitting, which is better than just blogging about nonsense, right? Maybe?

Come to think of it, maybe silence isn’t so bad, since right now I’m just rambling aimlessly…

Happy holiday of your choice, or happy winter (is it winter yet?) if you don’t celebrate anything in particular

M and I are off to the parents’ house…all the family is going to be there…may the force be with us.

ok, so the other night I had the bleeding nose dream–portent of doom and destruction!–and last night I had a creepy dream about bugs. Not just any bugs, of course…it had to be about my fear: roaches. There were dozens of them, but all I had was a flimsy fly swatter and that was like patting them on their backs because those suckers are nothing if not indestructible. So I just kept whacking away at them, and some of them got squished–it was rather gross–then I woke up this morning and didn’t go back to sleep. I read a book instead.

Here’s what Dream Moods has to say this time:

To see roaches in your dream, represents an undesirable aspect of yourself in which you need to confront. Alternatively, it may be a pun for smoking marijuana. On a positive note, roaches may also be symbolic of tenacity and longevity.

Marijuana? lol The other part is pretty general, I mean there are tons of things about myself that I need to confront! Really helpful, subconscious. Helpful indeed.

The other night, I had a dream my nose was bleeding profusely. I assume it was just a throwback to childhood memories–when I was younger, I used to get terrible nosebleeds in the most inconvenient of places like school, stores, etc. Then when I got a bit older, for some reason they just stopped. I hadn’t dreamed about them in years either, till the other night.

Well, according to Dream Moods, my dream is warning me of impending doom and disaster. No, really:

To dream of a bleeding nose, is prophetic of disaster and danger.

Something to look forward to?!