It's My Birthday

In January I celebrated my 25^th birthday. It happened to be on the 25^th of the month, making it my Golden Birthday. As soon as I woke up that morning, let me just tell you. I. Felt. Old.   It didn't help that the first thing that Kirk said to me when I woke up that morning was “Wow..you’re old now.  You should probably start using that lotion that goes around your eyes so you don’t get wrinkles.”  Geez. Thanks a lot.  I’d decided that since we still don’t have kids, I was going to have a party!  I haven’t had a party since I was a teenager, and if I’m going to feel old, I’d like to have my friends and family around me to comfort, I mean celebrate with me.  My cousin Holly designed my super cute invitations (you can check her out here) and my parents and little brothers helped with the finishing touches on the food.  They’d probably say they made all the food, since even though I worked all day I was still stupidly behind by the time the party was supposed to start.  I am so blessed to have so many family members and friends in the area that I was able to celebrate my night with.  Kirk got me a necklace that I (apparently)  pointed out in a black Friday add, and he also got me 25 gold balloons.  Those balloons were put to use for much entertainment after most people were gone.  Two of my cousins spend the night after party which was just too much fun.  We’d rented a movie, but I’d moved the couch (and clearly by I, I mean Kirk) to a different room and didn't want to move it back to watch the movie.  So I did what any normal person would do.  I blew up our gigantic air mattress for the girls, and dragged our mattress from our room and set them both up in front of the TV. 

That is how I spent my 25^th birthday, and it was the best birthday I could have possibly asked for.  Thank you so much to those of you who celebrated with me, in any way.