It’s my 28th birthday today! I’m not sure how I feel about it quite yet, except that I do and it’s weird. Every year since 22 has seemed so much older than the year before. And I’m fairly certain it will continue to feel that way until age 37, at which point I will become one of those people who charmingly “forgets” how old they are. I already have a whole response worked out for when people ask me my age… I’ll say something like “Age doesn’t matter – unless you’re cheese”, and then casually flip my beautiful hair over my shoulder while taking a sip out of my glass of champagne – because my hair will be glorious at age 37 and I will always have a glass of champagne when people ask my age. That’s how it works, right?
Anyways, back to 28. So far it’s been pretty foody. Casey made me breakfast before work. And then my boss brought donuts in for my birthday. But don’t worry, I only ate half of one….. (twice). I also spilled soup on my new shirt even though I haven’t eaten any soup. Riddle me that.
Donuts and all, 28 has been good to me so far. Lots of calls and texts and Facebook love. In fact, someone just wrote me a birthday message on my FB wall that just said “HBD”, which made me laugh. Kids these days….
Welp, time to
eat another donut get back to work! “HAGD”!!
You are too funny/cute! HBD!! Ps love your new shirt! What kind of soup was it? Hopefully tomato since your shirt is red :). Lorve you