It’s July 10th which means it’s my birthday which means it’s the start of my last year as a “20 something.” Eek!
The birthday love started as early as Saturday when a care package straight from Iowa arrived at my door (thanks Kristi!). I resisted the urge to tear it open and instead decided to save it to open later today.
Monday Jenna hosted a birthday dinner for me at her house!
There’s always so much pressure to have an amazingly-awesome-celebratory birthday that trying to live up to that can be exhausting. I prefer a more laid back approach overall. In fact this year after asking what I wanted to do and providing a “meh…whatever” response, Z said that he’d take care of it.
So today we’re off to do…something!
I leave you with a look back at how I’ve celebrated the day in previous years…
Birthdays of the Past
I really know how to throw a party. Look at this wild bunch! A whopping three guests! Hopefully my Mom was able to keep us under control.
This is the year I got my first bike. This was the expression I gave when my Mom told me I couldn’t ride it at the moment…I was sans shoes…and pants.
There was a brief stint where I started a “tacos + margaritas” birthday dinner party birthday tradition. This tradition was short lived (two years maybe?) but at least sombrero wearing was involved.
Then there was the year where I invited this guy who I was hanging out with to come with me and my friends to birthday karaoke. My friends attempted to embarrass me, but only because they care.
The birthday celebrations will continue into the weekend as my Mom ventures down for a visit.
Here’s to feelin’ fine at 29!