Once a Year

Yesterday was my birthday. Yes Friday the 13th. I kept waiting for something to go wrong. Nothing ever did. As Friday the 13th goes it was rather uneventful. As birthdays go it couldn't have been better.
For the first time in a long time I woke up to Paul next to me. I can probably count on my hands the amount of times that has happened. Maybe that's why I love it so much.

We went out to lunch with Paul's parents. It was sooo good. I'm still thinking about those enchiladas.

Paul and I had our family pictures printed. This was particularly important considering one of the prints was going to replace the not so amazing picture of my high school former self at my parents house. When I got it up on the wall I had to gaze for a little while just to make sure it had actually happened.

Paul may have bought me a DLSR. I may have cried. I may have watched the clock until the battery charged, and then wandered around taking pictures like I was some awesome photographer. I have a lot (understatement) to learn. Then I may have thought for hours about how so many other people deserve it more than I do...... but I am so excited to take great pictures of this girl.

My family made me dinner and baked me a German Chocolate Cake (Mom's recipe....my favorite). They sang the "Craven" fashion birthday song and then as always I blew out all my candles but one. Depressing. But I'm getting over it.

I got to finish the day at my sisters house watching the new muppet show. The beginning was a little scary...but over all if you have a place in your heart for the muppets then you can't go wrong. Meh naw meh naw...do do do do do.

Thanks to everyone for an AMAZING birthday. It meant so much to have everyone there. I will miss you sooooo much when I go.