And In the Spring I Shed My Skin

Sometimes I look in the mirror and I don't know who I am.  In the best way possible.

How did this messed up, rough-and-tumble rebellious little girl turn into me?

Planners, interviews, coffee dates, high heels and slacks, living on my own, paying bills, owning a BlackBerry (and now, an iPhone), making deadlines, taking care of/sticking up for myself, and getting....wrinkles!

My mom just called me to tell me that she is proud to be my mother and she smiles at the person I have become.  That was soo nice to hear.

I'm not there yet, but I would venture to say the Ataris got it right--being grown up isn't half as fun as growing up.