March 30, 2009

Happy Birthday to Me

Yep, it's my birthday. I'm a whole TWENTY SEVEN now. I finally feel grown up.

I've looked forward to this birthday for a long time. It's hard to explain why exactly, but 27 is the age of a real grown up... a real, actual adult.

I feel like a 27 year old can have 4 kids, easy. But the 25 year old me that had four kids, she was a baby.

I'm going to go to aerobics, then out to lunch with a friend.

After that, I have a few loads of laundry because I have to pack mine and Taylor's bags. We'll be flying to Arizona for my grandpa's funeral really early Tuesday. Taylor only gets to come because she flies for free. I just have to make sure I have enough Dramamine for the flight. Sleepy kids make for nice passengers.

For my present to myself, I'm ordering dinner from a restaurant, which one? I haven't decided yet. All I know is that I am NOT cooking today.

Yep, that's definitely a grown up kind of birthday.