Hard to believe I turned 25.
That's a quarter of a century old!
The day began as a pretty normal Monday.
I had a doctor appointment to check on the girls, and got some pretty pictures:
I was tired from driving when I got back home, but made sure to bid a really great friend a "see-ya later" (I don't do well with goodbyes) before she and her sweet family would be leaving the next day.
|Me, Jenny Rudolph and her boy Andrew|
We got to go eat at my favorite restaurant, Olive Garden, before heading home for some cake.
|Porter wanted to eat the cake more than take a picture.|
I was okay with the fact we were out of candles since I was having a hard time breathing anyway.
Then Seth came through the door with this!
Well, it didn't look like this at first--it was in a box, and he put it together.
I hope it's true what they say about never forgetting how to ride a bike!