My Birthday was on Sunday. But since it officially started on Thursday with our dinner at Olive Garden, I begin here. So far, being 24 has included...
- One delightful meal with wonderful friends including some game that involved me getting hit in the head with my presents and giving out compliments or wishes or something
- One equally delightful Italian woman who reminded me how utterly lucky I was to have so many friends who loved me
- One red-eye flight to Seattle and a very generous roommate for making the drive to the airport with me
- Seeing my Julie and five beautiful babies
- Having my family birthday dinner cancelled because my mom didn't feel like it, but getting to go see a movie with Julie which is really what I wanted to do anyway
- Spending over $25 on medication for my two-week long cold
- Getting over that cold on Sunday morning
- Going to church and seeing so many friendly faces from my childhood
- Eating dinner at my parents' house
- My grandma asking over and over if it was my birthday
- My grandma, in a moment of clarity, asked how old I was... I told her I was 24. She gasped, smiled at me and said, "I got married when I was 24! This could be your year!" (Even my senile grandmother has it out for me.)
- Watching Super Size Me
- Getting the Flu (Double Badness... I won't go into details)
- Having poor Julie take care of me as I lay useless on her couch for over 24 hours
- Having my Sarah come over with a birthday present and a reminder that I was missing out on making gingerbread cookies (I'd better still get to eat one later this week!)
Which brings me to today. Tuesday. I like Tuesday. And I feel good. I think I'll go shopping...
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