Let's See How Many Times I can type the #25

When you have a birthday someone always asks, "does your new age feel any different?" And for me it usually doesn't feel any different. But 25 does feel a little different.  Granted I have only been 25 for two days. But I think that 25 is officially an adult age which is pretty exciting.

24 didn't have the official feeling that 25 does. I have always felt like an old soul, like an adult in

 a kid's body, very Freaky Friday or Bejamin Buttons if you will. But 25, it feels good, all two days of it. I think it is the anticipation of what lies ahead for me that excites me so much about being 25. This year I will no longer be a student but will be in a career I have been working so hard towards. I feel like I will be able to wear heels everyday and not look out of place (Usually I would wear jeans or sweats, because hello who wants to be gussied up for a 3 hours class?!). But now I will finally join the rank of adults, with those that can rent cars!

I also had a weird realization that my body has aged 25 years (see I told you it was weird). What I mean is that 25 years ago I started off as this little bundle that couldn't do anything for herself (thanks again to my family for helping me out with that) and I then learned to do the basics, walk, talk, feed myself etc...and just when I got that down puberty hit, it's been a constant learning process. I dunno, maybe it's just me, but what a transition huh? So much has been done physically, mentally, emotionally to bring me to this age of 25. It's pretty cool.

Rather than keep boring you with my philosophical musings here are some pictures from my birthday weekend. Thanks all for your well wishes!

Mmmmm Cheesecake!

Flowers for my mama (I buy her flowers every year on my birthday)

Frank makes me smile on my birthday

My gorgeous frienditas!