Twenty-Seven

On January 8, I turned 27, and was asked multiple times if I felt "old."

My cheezer smile

Not a bit! Old? At 27?? I surely hope not! In fact, I don't plan on feeling "old" for a really, really long time. The idea of hitting thirty, or forty, or fifty, etc. doesn't phase me right now.

Abi picked out a red shower pouf :)

For me, there's not really a "magic number," and the only significant difference I am anticipating in my life with regards to my age, is when I qualify for the Senior discount at restaurants. And that will be a GOOD thing, right?

High-five for the awesome gifts

I've been thinking about it lately. I'm more focused on how I feel, how my body is functioning, and what I'm doing with my life, than I am with my age. I'm sure everyone feels differently about birthdays. For me, it's just another day... but with the added bonus of cake, gifts, and well-wishes. :)

Birthday loves. My favorite.

This year, I was spoiled with too many gifts, a super delicious chocolate cake, and breakfast courtesy of my handsome hubby. Can I please have another birthday soon?