
Yesterday kicked off my big birthday week (
yes, that's right, my birthday may be celebrated all week, or all month if you'd like) and I came home to a package from Crusty. I'd like to tell you that I'm a sweet and patient girl who didn't already rip into the package....but that would be a lie. Come on, who are we kidding? I have zero patience...if a present shows up, I'm opening it. Plain and simple.
Big thanks to Crusty for the super cute hat, yummy cookies (
chocolate covered sugar cookies....nom nom nom), and bath stuff. Love it!
I'm trying to get my expectations in line. As much as I love my mom for making a huge deal out of birthdays my entire life, on the flip side I probably make too big of a deal about the whole thing. It's just a day. It's not a national holiday (
although it should be...how do I get that changed??). It's just a normal day. Like any other. No big deal, right? With both of my parents gone this year I suppose I'm a little melancholy to not have any family here. One of my good friends from home texted me yesterday and offered to come...but, as much as I love this friend, she's a bit (
read: a lot) flaky. If I had a dollar for every time she promised to visit, I'd be loaded. So, I'm not getting my hopes up (
even if it would be super fun). It's just a day. It's just a day. It's just a day. See, it's working already. Well, not really, but positive thinking will help, right? :)
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