Yesterday was my birthday. Yep, another year older. Friends and family messaged and called me all day yesterday and made me feel like the most special thing...saying nice words and taunting words about my aging self. I wouldn't have it any other way. Then the husband put on his fancy shoes and I put on my fancy dress and we went to the city to eat at the tastiest restaurant called Aria (Aria plug: If you are ever in Chicago, be a good kid and go there).
Oh and there were NATO protesters out celebrating my birthday too.
25 was a perfect little year (ups and downs and all) and I am hoping that 26 turns out just as wonderful.