our berfdays

Okay, so I am like WEEKS behind on major life events… but I have a good excuse: I have been ridiculously busy. That’s always my excuse… but I am always behind… and I am always busy, so I think it’s a valid one.

Well, for any of y’all that don’t know, Lance’s birthday and my birthday are super close together (his is June 25th; mine is June 27th), so we always have lots of birthday festivities. On Thursday night (his actual birthday), he had a summer youth series, so I went and got him a cookie cake while he was gone. (And yes, if you’re wondering whether I am just cheese enough to light candles and sing “happy birthday” by myself, I did.) We had some cookie cake and talked for awhile (since we hadn’t seen each other yet that day), and then it was bedtime.

Our tradition has been to celebrate birthdays on the 26th since it’s the day between, so we went to Cheesecake Factory on Friday night. I was so full that it was truly painful to breathe… and I brought home fully HALF of my meal. It was just fun to go on a date and spend time with my love. And I love this picture of us from just before dinner…

Saturday (my actual birthday) was the birthday marathon. Well, first of all, I had my Cheesecake Factory tiramisu for breakfast. Yeah, I’m pretty much a health nut. Then we drove to Arlington for birthdays with Lance’s family. We went to Splitsville, which was a really cool place. Apparently, I am WAY out of bowling shape (was I ever IN bowling shape??) because my booty was sore for days. The food was really good, and it was the cleanest bowling place I’ve ever been to. SUPER clean bathrooms too – bonus!! Then we came home and cleaned house for awhile, and then my family came over that night. It was great to see them and spend time with them. We don’t get to do it nearly enough. Aaaaaand it turns out that this is my ONLY picture from the day. Swell. Why do I carry a camera and then only take one picture?

I should point out that Patty made a cake, so we had cake with lunch… and my mom had made a cake, so we had cake with dinner (and take this moment to remember that I had tiramisu for breakfast), so we felt pretty roly-poly when we went to bed that night. It was definitely a fun weekend.

It’s pretty hard for me to believe I’m 25 now. I know, I’m still among the youngest of my group (my summer birthday has almost always made me the baby of my class), but it astounds me that I’ve been alive a quarter of a century. It just seems like a long time. In some ways, I still think of myself as like 18… but in other ways, I feel super old… so I guess 25 is a pretty good age for me. It’s just now beginning to sink in, which is saying something since my birthday was 2 weeks ago!

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“I lie down and sleep; I wake again because the Lord sustains me.”
Psalm 3:5