This past Saturday was my birthday. I turned 22-years-old. I think as I get older my birthday is just another day to me. Its not like when your're a kid and you know you are going to have a ton of presents from all of your family members and a big birthday party waiting for you. Birthdays are a fun day to celebrate, but I think it is more of a kid thing to do. I get more into my children's birthdays than my own which is what it is suppose to be... right?
My dad took my kids shopping for me and they got me some pretty cool gifts. He also bought me a cake that my daughter decorated all pretty for me. She made me a home made card as well. I thought it was really sweet of her. A couple days prior my dad took me and my children to dinner at one of my favorite restaurants. He is a great father and grandfather to all of us. My mom and I have plans to go out this coming Saturday because we both have busy schedules.
My fiance and I had plans to go to Appleton on my birthday, but he runined our plans because his family has a store and they really needed his help. I was actually furious that he would break our plans especially on my birthday the one day he is actually not suppose to bail on me. He ended up coming back around nine at night and bought me some balloons and flowers then took me out to eat. My birthday actually turned out pretty alright.
I love holidays, especially birthdays, but it just isn't the same now that we're getting older. I wish it was exciting like when we were little again!
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