we are old...ish

t and i were talking about my birthday that is coming up and the fact that i'll be 34. i was just shocked. i feel like i am half that...if that. then, we started talking about how old he was. i about drove off the road. my guy, who sings songs every mornings about tacos, cheese, and birds knees....is getting up there. i said, "oh my gosh, we will have to decide in 3 years if we are adopting" t thought that was no biggie, of course we could decide by then. i was just, well, speechless. life is going fast. we had better be living it well.