Sooo...I turned 24 last week. It's cool. I have some anxiety about turning 25 and every year that I get closer I become more and more nervous.
I mean, for goodness sakes, 25 isn't 45. omg I'm going to be 45 in 20 years..
Anyway, I had a great birthday. Over the weekend I had a girls sleepover with some of my closest friends, dinner and pumpkin pie with the two men in my life, and enjoyed some delicious pork chops and tuxedo cake at Mom and Dad Stevens' for a fabulous birthday dinner.
Life is good. And the people in mine are so good to me.
Adam's present to me is an over-night trip to the San Juan islands up in the Puget Sound this week and OH hunny, I need this.
Hope you're all enjoying this wonderful time of year and getting just as fat as I am.