I am not turning 16. Or 17. Or any number than has the ending "teen."
I happen to be a ripe 24 years old today.
I woke up to a handsome husband kissing me goodbye on his way to work with a freshly shaven face. Now THAT is what I call an awesome birthday present. Sleeping in during Spring Break is one of my very favorite things. So is having a husband with a smooth face.
He also made me a rockin' birthday sign. And got me some cereal Oh's for breakfast.
After a day spent reading in bed, going to Barnes and Noble, and enjoying yet another picnic up the canyon, Tyler gave me my birthday presents.
Bright orange pans and new headphones for running.
We ended the night with cupcakes from the Cocoa Bean and a bright orange candle to blow out.
T also let me be the one to step on the walnut shell we found while we were out walking and massaged my aching back.
24 is going to be a good year.
Happy Birthday, Jamie! Robby would totally approve of those orange pans and that orange candle!! :)
ReplyDeleteI just love you if only because you like stepping on walnut shells. Acorns are also fun... ;)
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