twenty eight.

Me and popi   

Another year older.  Once again, my baby chubbyness in all it's glory!.  My poor grandpa ("Popi") holding me, he's prob like "Aye Dios Mio!" and How much do you LOVE the cowboy hat!  That man was classic.

Another year wiser?  10 years ago I turned 18.  I was dating my fiance, in my senior year of HS, and had no idea what I wanted to do.  So much can happen in a decade it's incredible.  I am so blessed with those around me, my family, my Fiance, and wonderful friends!

I have a new year ahead of me with some pretty phenominal events… I think it's going to be a good year.

Here's to Twenty Eight!

(And for all you's keeping track, I'm turning 30 on the date 10-10-10… I'm sure I've mentioned that before, so throwing a huge party!)

Published by Margaux Hufnagel

17 thoughts on “twenty eight.”

  7. Beverly says:
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    Happy Birthday! (Mine’s next Saturday – the 18th) I’ve always called your blog TENTenknits – like saying TENT-un-knits. NOW I know it’s TEN TEN knits. How ’bout that. By the way, your 30th birthday? That is SO cool. I’m a math teacher so weird number things amuse me to no end.

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  8. Beverly says:
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    Happy Birthday! (Mine’s next Saturday – the 18th) I’ve always called your blog TENTenknits – like saying TENT-un-knits. NOW I know it’s TEN TEN knits. How ’bout that. By the way, your 30th birthday? That is SO cool. I’m a math teacher so weird number things amuse me to no end.

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