Birthday Love

I've decided to try out the whole blogging thing recently, and I must admit the thought sounded extremely appealing at first. Yet, the more I think about it, the more daunting the idea becomes. I know I have plenty to discuss. So much so, in fact, that I worry my thoughts will be scattered all over this page. Then I thought, well isn't that what blogging is, anyway? I just hope ya'll can follow my line of thought long enough to remain interested! So after a week of deliberating, here goes.

I figured what better way to start off a blog than with a birthday? Mine, that is. Duh. I am officially 25.1 years old. Well, I guess I'm lying to you already, since my birthday was really Wednesday the 11th. But I have been celebrating all week, and capped off the week with a birthday party last night. Before you get any wild ideas, it was quite mellow and relaxing... so don't go envisioning any strippers or oil wrestling shenanigans (that will be reserved for my 30th birthday, sometime in the deep, great, very FAR future).

Right. Back to the birthday thing. The party was wonderful with some very close friends and family. There was beer, pizza and salad. Amazingness, if you ask me.  I feel very spoiled and cherished this week, as I realize just how many quality people surround me.

One told me I was getting so old, that I should just fart (picture of the card soon to come), and when I confessed to my mother that I was just staying home on the 11th and sipping a glass of wine, she boldly pronounced: "Thats IT? Wow, you really ARE getting old!".  While visitng family, I brought a large candied apple, to share and enjoy on my birthday because why not? We only live once! Yet I pop that sucker outta the fridge, so excited to dig in and taste the chocolately goodness.. and my grandmother announces "Jenna! No wonder you've gained 8 lbs!"

As you can see, the love is endless.

I wouldn't have it any other way. There are more stories to come, I just need to wake up enough to remember them (after all, I am pretty old now.. so forgetting should be forgiven) and once I do, I'll broadcast to the world. I will not be shamed, I am never shamed.

Ciao for now,
Jenna