I LOVE my birthday. My husband said to me the other day, when I was chanting like a five-year-old “my birthday is in threeee days! What are you getting me??” that I’ll be doing that the year I turn 45.
I hope so. I am not afraid of getting old.
I’m sort of an old soul, anyway.
This photo represents where my head is this week that marks the end of my quarter century. Spain.
This weekend I’ll be enjoying tapas and sangria with girlfriends as well as brunch with family and friends at a Basque restaurant.
I can’t wait to show you my favorite birthday card EVER. Stay tuned!