I turned 35 last week

I had a wonderful birthday. Mouta took me to see The Lego Movie 2, and I got day-drunk at Ikea (they sell wine now!).

The day before my birthday, I posted a picture on Instagram of myself and a friend (also a 30-something woman). A friend of Mouta's, who has never met me, saw the picture and asked, "who's the kid?"

"That's a 35 year old woman," Mouta told him.

"No, I mean the teenaged boy standing next to her."

So obviously I am overjoyed by this. Maybe I have unknowingly discovered the fountain of youth. And some weird gender stuff. Whatever. Who cares! Ikea wine!