I am SUPER behind on blogging. I've been meaning to post this since my last gift showed up in the mail, and then I obviously procrastinated because it showed up like 2 weeks ago. Also have 2 weeks of project 52 and some personal entries... but we'll pretend I didn't say that and you're completely unaware.
Anyway, a whole 21 days ago, my clock turned some more and I've been alive for a whole 23 years now. Though I really liked being 22 (I'm not sure why, it just seems like a good number. Probably because of the symmetry of the number and it makes my borderline-OCD habits happy), my day was truly spectacular. We spent the day with plenty of our friends, friends who I truly do think of like family, in Syracuse and I got spoiled by my mister. The man put a good dent in the account on two gift cards to my favorite stores, and then some by getting a new and completely fabulous camera bag that I've been lusting over for months, now.
And then my family-family just completed this spoiling with some wonderful gifts, such as harry potter fridge magnets (we've been using them non-stop), a cat ring holder (which I also use nonstop as my rings always come off when I'm cooking), and some additional gift cards.
Even across the country, I can feel the love coming from the west. AND Africa, even (Hi, Susan!). Not everyone gets a FaceTime call from Malawi on their day of birth. Thank you so much to everyone who contributed, even with something as simple as a "happy birthday." I'm truly blessed and it just makes me look forward to 24, which isn't easy as I pretty much detest the concept of aging and I've decided that I'm going to stop at 25.
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