Well, it was my birthday.
I turned a whopping 25 years old.
A quarter of a century.
Which meant I broke out my favorite accessory.
The day was quite pleasant.
I got a cupcake with candles at the office.
I got flowers from my boss.
I got cards in the mail and had dinner with the g-rents.
The real celebration comes in the form of board games, boyfriend and burritos this weekend.
I’ll wear these rockin new earrings I got from a lady in town.