So, in the mist of my crazy week (I'll talk more about that later) I thought about my birthday dinner (next month) and where I want the hubs to take me. Then I thought...how old am I going to be? (Long pause) TWENTY-SEVEN! What? Where has the time gone? I just graduated from college last year, right? As of next month, I am officially in my LATE 20's. Boo. Well, that explains all my wrinkles. Here's to 27, I think I'm going to embrace it. It's the classy way to handle the madness, right?
Okay, back to work I go. I just need to make it through Sunday!