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.
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| Me, Jenny Rudolph and her boy Andrew |
We got to go eat at my favorite restaurant, Olive Garden, before heading home for some cake.
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| 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!
2 comments:
I'm SO jealous about your bike. I have been wanting one. Last week at an antique store I found a 1954 original red Schwinn. It was $250 and I seriously considered blowing my entire summer yard sale fun on it :)
I'm sure you'll pick it right back up!
Happy (late) birthday to you.
You're 25?!? Man.... that is so young! When did you live in Oregon...2007 or 2008? I maybe was only 25 back then :) I hope you enjoy your new bike, I hope to get one as soon as Gwen learns how to ride. You are constantly in my thoughts and prayers!
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