Dah Dah Dah... (in an ominous tone as I post about my birthday)
My birthday is always sort of hit or miss. Some years it's epic (last year) and sometimes like this year I just have to urge and the NyQuil to lay in bed and eat chocolate pudding all day and be sick.
Last night, I had the I'm old and ugly cry with oddly enough the guy who works drive through at chick-fil-a and my best friend Jessica. The chick fil a guy was really nice but I think he probably felt like I was seriously desperate for that bowl of chicken noodle soup. But I just got a look at myself on my camera on my phone and I'm seriously rocking some flawless skin, so I'm doing alright for myself.
We actually had to postpone my birthday dinner for communicable disease reasons (colds and fondue do not mix) but overwhelmingly I've had a fantastic day. I mean, how bad can a day be when like 200 people tell you happy birthday, and I got some amazing presents. A LOT of them involving glitter and unicorns. I swear I'm never growing up. So thanks everyone for the amazing day. I love you all and I cannot wait to see what the next year has in store for me.
Last night, I had the I'm old and ugly cry with oddly enough the guy who works drive through at chick-fil-a and my best friend Jessica. The chick fil a guy was really nice but I think he probably felt like I was seriously desperate for that bowl of chicken noodle soup. But I just got a look at myself on my camera on my phone and I'm seriously rocking some flawless skin, so I'm doing alright for myself.
We actually had to postpone my birthday dinner for communicable disease reasons (colds and fondue do not mix) but overwhelmingly I've had a fantastic day. I mean, how bad can a day be when like 200 people tell you happy birthday, and I got some amazing presents. A LOT of them involving glitter and unicorns. I swear I'm never growing up. So thanks everyone for the amazing day. I love you all and I cannot wait to see what the next year has in store for me.
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