Quarter-Centurrian

I'm 25 today.  I have always thought that "25" sounded really cool and mature, but I don't feel that different (does that mean I was already cool and mature? Hehe).  Honestly, there are some things that as a quarter-centurrian, I feel like I should have down...but I don't.  For instance, my hair still looks different every day. I thought for sure, by now, that I would at least understand my hair.  I don't have a solid exercise habit.  I still have to follow recipes when I cook--which isn't often--and I still burn food.  I still fall asleep before 10pm every night, which I thought for sure would cease when I turned 18, but it doesn't matter where I am or what we're doing--I need to be in bed by then, even as a 25-year old.  I can't grow my nails.  I pick at them constantly, shouldn't I have growing nails down by now?

There are a few things that I can be proud about.  I birthed a beautiful baby girl and I am the best mom I know how to be.  I am not an expert at finances, but I know how to make and stick to a budget.  I am okay with being me.  I have a strong testimony and pray often.  I love my husband and my marriage.  I am happy...and that's really something, right?

Today was full of happiness and little surprises.  Chris made me a delicious breakfast and we spent the whole day together (gotta love a Saturday birthday).  Greta (aka Chris) wrapped little presents for me all over the house that I found throughout the day.  A dvd (Love Happens), was mixed in with the other dvds that Greta pulls out on a daily basis.  I found that one first.  We watched it during her morning nap.  :)  There was new eyeliner wrapped up in my makeup bag.  I found some new earrings wrapped in my jewelry drawer and I JUST found some Nutella (my fav!) and crackers in the pantry.  I was so impressed!  "Chris! Not only did you wrap everything, but how did you stay so patient all day?"  He humbly replied, "Greta did it!"  "She" also had a little note attached to each:

"I used my left hand, that was hard!"--Chris

All of this, a fun lunch date to Red Robin, and the exact pajamas I asked for made turning 25 a super-sweet day....all because I am convinced I have world's best husband who makes every day feel like my birthday.  (A little mushy, sorry....but so true)