Today celebrates another birthday. I love birthdays. I love getting to celebrate with friends and family; lots of food and treats. This year I realized I really am growing up. It’s funny that at certain ages you think you are all grown up. I look back at 18 or 21 and realized how little I was aware of. When my parents asked me what I wanted for my birthday the discussion was around a new vacuum cleaner, a Home Depot gift card and other things along this line. Who knew my late twenties would finally be when I started feeling like a grown up. I have no fears about turning 28. Another year older doesn’t bother me. (Let’s see what I say in two years, but as of right now 30 doesn’t scare me). I’m good with where my life is at right now. I have wonderful friends and a great family.
Instead of a baby picture this year I dug up a few from my 21st birthday. I was unlucky and turned 21 the Monday after spring break. Of course that didn’t stop us from celebrating. On the Friday of that week my wonderful friends managed to pull off a double surprise birthday for me and one of my roommates. Neither one of us had any idea. It was a blast. There was probably too much tequila and lots of dancing. Great way to celebrate.