...what to wish...

I don't know what to wish for this year.

When I blow out my birthday candles, I don't know what to wish for. 

Last year's wish (& the year before that & the year before that...) has been granted.  And I don't know what to wish for!

So I'll just enjoy my birthday, probably more than I have in the past, and wish for something silly.  Like a pain-free delivery. 

Thirty is going to be a good year.