It doesn’t sound that intimidating: “twenty-three.” I’ve just never been one for odd numbers, so I’m expecting 23 to be an odd year. And I say bring on the dancing lobsters!!! Just kidding. I’m allergic to lobster.
So, after you turn twenty-one and before you turn twenty-five, you’ve got these in-between years that aren’t quite milestones… but that’s not to say these years aren’t a BIG DEAL. I mean, with Year Twenty-Two down, I’ve only got two more filler years to go and I think that’s something worth celebrating!
I had an exceptional birthday weekend filled with friends from out of town, and family. Saturday began with lunch at The Cheesecake Factory, followed by a scavenger hunt at IKEA, my favorite cake from Publix (vanilla with a raspberry jam topped with a cream cheese frosting… ahh! I’m so glad I saved some leftovers), & drinks at a dueling piano bar.
Sunday was a well-spent afternoon with lunch at the Boardwalk Hotel and some Epcot fun with co-workers, and my birthday ended with dinner and dessert with my family at the Polynesian Resort (can you say dole whip ice cream?!?)
Not a bad birthday, whatsoever. In fact, I think it was one of the most special birthdays to me, for two main reasons: 1) this was my first birthday I’ve spent at home since I went away for college. I got to spend that time with my parents and sisters and it was so great! and 2) even though it was my first birthday post-graduation since I moved back home, I’ve really been missing my alma mater. That’s something I’m not afraid to admit that I miss everyday… so it really meant a lot to me that college friends were able to take time away from school and work and come from out of town to celebrate with me. Now, it’s past midnight and I can say I survived Day One of being Twenty-Three! So far, so good.
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