Ten years ago, I celebrated my 20th birthday in Verona, Italy, with a wine tasting event, a double scoop of gelato, and 50 people I would probably never see again once the summer was over. Things have only gotten better.
As for this year, I spent Saturday at my in-laws' lake house, and they got a cake for me and sang. No candles, but it was a nice touch. We'll be going out to eat later this week to celebrate. Yesterday was mostly a pretty typical Sunday, with a nice mass where we blessed the graduates. I then went on my annual "freebie-spree" which I will share more about later this week.
|And this is what I wore, hanging out with St. Elizabeth Ann Seton and friends.|
Dress from NY&Co., cardigan Old Navy, shoes ??
Cora is wearing an Indiana University dress
One thing that has been bothering me, though, is that I cannot for the life of me remember what I did on my 25th birthday. I remember all the other ones going back to 18. There are no pictures on Facebook, no real memories pieced together from either B or myself. All I know is it was a Monday and I went to work. I'm guessing I went out to lunch with people, but that's all I've got. Maybe I went to the beach the day before? Oh well, I guess it's not too bad to have some mysteries left in my life.
|My wedding necklace, made by my aunt|
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