Today is my 25th birthday. I am officially 25. And so far, it's pretty awesome.
I took the day off of work and slept in. Then, a lovely vegetarian lunch at Pita Jungle with my mom and my sister, followed by some mother-daughter shopping and a movie. I finally got around to seeing "Haywire" and it was pretty badass. A little hard to follow, but those government-y, spy type of movies always are for me. And I found this great blazer that was already 50% off, but the sales girl took another 30% off because she said we were the first customers to be nice to her all day. Sad for her but rocks for me! Round that out with some panties with pictures of zebras and leopards on them and you've got a pretty good day.
Anyway, since my birthday is so close to the beginning of the year, I usually use my year to determine my goals, not the calendar year. I know I set some resolutions, but I've ruined them all by now so it's time for a second chance.
Here it is: 25 is the year I'll be awesome. Well, more awesome, thank you very much. And I can be awesome because there's nothing going on this year! For the first time in a long time (knock on wood), there isn't anything big coming up on me. No graduations. No job changing. No wedding. No house hunting. I just get to work on my house, work on my marriage, and work on myself. So this year, I dedicate it to awesomeness.
Hold onto your socks, world, it's about to get cah-rayzy!