BIRTHDAY WEEK!!

So I have an upcoming birthday, Sunday to be exact. This year I was sort of dreading it. For the last three birthdays I've had the same roommate and she has always made sure to do something for my birthday. And I don't know if it was because we knew that this last year would be our last year together or not, but we really went all out for one another's birthdays. And I usually go to dinner or lunch with the parents. This year though I'm in a strange land where not too many people know me. And while in Colorado Springs I'm probably known best for the parties I used to throw with Kayla, I'm more of a hermit here in Mesa. So I wasn't expecting much for my birthday this year, if anything at all.

I should have known better.

First of all, let me say that I'm in my thirties. As of Sunday I'll be 32. I keep feeling that at some point I should start acting my age, problem is, I don't know how a normal 32 year old would act.

Second, I do have friends here and they know my birthday is coming up and friends in Colorado Springs aren't any better than friends in Mesa. Friends is friends. And so a dinner was planned. I do think it's funny that about a third of the people invited I've only met once or twice. Then, having nothing to do with my birthday, a friend suggested going to a museum on Friday night in Phoenix. During this discussion people started talking about their attire. I have a tiara that was part of a halloween costume purchase but I always look for opportunities to wear it (usually failing) and it was decided that I would wear it for the museum. Then a friend commented that what better occasion to wear it than before my birthday, confirming that my decisions was a sound one.

Well, all that did was allow the inner child to come screaming out and I decided that I would be wearing it all weekend long, to work, church and any occasion that would take me out into the public. I probably will chicken out actually, but still, I can't help but be a child at heart and am really grateful for all the friends in Arizona that are helping me be my true self and pampering me a little, even if just my ego.

Oh, and in case you were wondering, I won that halloween costume contest, it was probably less the tiara and more of the gaping throat wound that secured the win. I've attached a picture of me with the runner ups of the contest that year.