May 14, 2007

My entrance into my 21st year of life was one of great celebration, laughter and love... for the most part.

I've never had one of those birthdays that you look back and say, "That was the best birthday I've ever had". So I guess that means I've just never had a really "killer" birthday. I don't know if 15 years down the road I'll look back with that sentiment towards my 20th birthday, however I do know that it was meaningful. No, fireworks didn't explode in the sky, my parents didn't spoil me with a car, and I didn't have a surprise party. What I did have, was all of my favorite friends doing something, in some way or another, to make my birthday... nice.

These were the best parts:

- My mom driving me to work in the morning (Even though it was definitely by default because I woke up after my bus left, but... let's just ignore the specifics).
- Continuous text messages throughout the day from various people sending birthday wishes.
- Flowers and lunch with a serious gentleman.
- A bouquet of balloons and a BFF (eff!) waiting for me at my door after work.
- Some more best friends trampling inside my house bearing gifts and love.
- Flowers from my biggest fan: Padre.
- Gelati with the fam.
- Moxies with all of my favorite friends, with a transfer to Finn's later in the evening.

All in all, my 20th birthday was a success. Love was given, drinks were bought, fun was had, sass was brought out (in excess... by yours truly...), and life was celebrated. Thanks to the lovely people in my life, May 14th was made special for me. Thanks guys :)