Birthdays and Rings

Tomorrow marks my 26th birthday. I'm pretty old. No, I don't feel old or am thinking "oh no, poor pitiful me". I've been alive for a long time. 26 years is a long time. I'm vintage. I've seen a lot in my life and at the same time haven't seen anything. I still got awhile to go (hopefully). I have so many more things to see and do. I still need to tackle my list of goals, like own a clothing store, sell a painting for $1000, and buy a house. Have more babies and watch them grow. Be a loving and supportive partner to Cody.

As I get older, I keep looking forward to my 30s. I can't wait! And I have no idea why. Maybe I can't wait for my boobs to start sagging, the cellulite on my legs to become more defined, more wrinkles, my metabolism to say "hahaha", or come to the realization that I will never be famous, rich, or look as beautiful as most movie stars. 

This year was a very special year. Not only am I getting closer to my first Mother's Day, I can now say that Cody and I are engaged! As much of our relationship has seemed like something out of a Lifetime movie, today fit perfectly. We took LittleMan out for a stroll at our favorite lake, found a swing to sit on in the shade, and Cody got down on one knee with the ring, a Carpenter family (my dads family) heirloom. 

I do believe this to be the best birthday I've ever had. I even got to spend a night out with my very best friends.

I only wish my sister hadn't left for Wyoming a few days ago so we could talk and laugh in person about this great day.