How my ID Stole My Youth

  If you had asked if I was excited to be twenty five, I'd sure as hell tell you I wasn't. It might be that my new ID came in the mail and it doesn't have the red line that says Age 21 in 2009. (The red line that lives on my OLD ID screams, I'm still young please look at my ID closer). Or it might be that I am half way to fifty, either way it was gettin' to my head.  But I figured if Nadine could survive it, I could too.

 
Shared Words of Wisdom.

But as my birthday (yesterday) came and went, I realized it wasn't going to be so bad.  My day was perfectly normal from beginning to end.  Except for my new watch (he must read my blog), the Starbucks waiting on my desk, the door decorating, surprise lunch, princess balloon (now I know what my office really thinks of me), dinner date, and night spent by the fire,  among other things.

(please note, the watch)

 

And how else do I feel about 25? Or 24, after reflecting on it.

I won't bore you with that crap, because the truth is, I haven't given either much thought.

I'm still just sitting here dumbfounded trying to figure out how I went from 24 to 25 so quickly, it was like I blinked, and boom an entire year passed.

Global Weirding

Born and raised a 'California girl', it's clear this is all I have ever known, so yesterday morning at 10am when the sky opened up in to a down pour that lasted about five minutes, it was weird. Freaky Friday weird except Freaky Labor day weird, but that doesn't sound nearly as cool without alliteration.

As the day passed and I made my rounds to Target and Old Navy (I had to get in one some of those sales) the weather was hot and muggy, East Coast style.  And then the evening concluded with some thunder and lightening and a few more spouts of rain.  Seriously what is happening?

I would think this was totally ridiculous, then it hit me. Global Weirding is in full effect. It all started with Miley last week, then I had to work all weekend, and in less then ten days I will officially be closer to 30 than twenty which is scary.

As far as my birthday list goes, I haven't even really stopped to think about it.  I still have my eyes on the Roomba, a sweeping robot, sign me up.  And while most people want it for when their babies start to crawl, I want it so I can increase my laziness and never minimize the number of times I actually have to sweep.

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I have a list of a few things at Old Navy that I want (this, these, and these). But I got a coupon this weekend, $20 off of $50 so I'll be using that soon, so I think I got those covered.

Aside from that I really want to take a photography class, and hang out with all my friends.

 I also want a meal (made by my Mom) that will conclude with an apple pie.  I guess what they say is true as you get older, birthdays aren't as big of a deal.  That is until I hit thirty of course, cause we're gonna have a BIG birthday bash when that happens!!!

A Bloggin' Birthday

So exactly one year ago today I started this blog.

Without having read a single blog, EVER.

(Thanks to this girl, who had just started her own)

She said you should start one, you'd be good at it, cough a year later, cough...

Seriously who does this???

I mean there is serious blogging etiqquete.

And this new kid (me) walks in thinkin' she can do it.

#sowrong

Taken at my sister-in-laws baby shower this weekend, more pictures to follow

Well I thought I could...
And now I am thinking maybe I can't...

I feel like I am doggy paddling through the blog world.

There are days I feel like quitting.  I questions whether I really enjoy it, or if I just continue doing it because I know eventually I will be successful, and it will give back to me as much as I give to it.

I don't mean monetarily people, I just mean that I know I will get to a point that it will all come easy, the feelings of uncertainty will ease, and it will be exactly the place on the web that I want my space at SBSL to be.

When you come it blind to something it's kind of a learn as you go, 

excerise of the imagination type of deal.

So this is what you guys have gotten from me for the past 365 days.

You guys have learned I am a local gal, who loves to travel, sent her doggies to bootcamp,  that met her boyfriend at a bar.  You have seen my obsession with colored skinny jeans and jeggings, you figured I out I love skiing, and that I always makes a fool of myself at weddings.

But we just skimmed the surface.

This year I promise to give you loyal readers more of everything.

I will give you posts with better content,  I will give you inspiration, and  I will give you more interaction. 

I want to dive into the blogging world, 

because I finally feel like I have a grasp on what it has to offer. 

I know it can learn from it, grow from it, and be challenged by it,

 but most of all I know I can enjoy it.

Get ready for some fun changes this year.

And please, please, please keep reading.

I promise you'll love me you won't regret it.

And if you feel so inclined recruit some of your blogging friends to stop by so they can love me too!!!

Thanks for all your love, support, help, advice, and fun!

But you should really thank this gal for talking me into it.

P.S.

Yay for starting birthdays over at 1.

I am going to be so young in twenty years.
I love it!!!