Lots and lots of restless nights.
And with my birthday lingering around the corner, it's only a reminder of the fact that I'm an old lady now which probably explains all the crazy goin' on.
Ok I know 24 isn't that old but it sure as hell feels like it.
Boyfriend has been driving me BANANAS scheming and planning the last MONTH over my present. I love him so much for caring so much about my gift but I swear I'm at that age now where I'm all set if you just throw me a compliment, make me a cake, and call it a day.
Is that weird?
I've never been one of those..."It's all about me, give me your attention all day, shower me with presents, and ridiculous amounts of food and drink" kinda girls. My birthdays have always just consisted of my closest friends and I spending some time together.
The last 3 years a group of friends and myself have been going to NYC for the day.
It's one of my all time favorite places in the world, yea...it smells and the people are absolutely looney...but there's nothing quite like, new york city, and NOTHING like Times Square. The lights, the noise, the atmosphere...it's addicting.
Now with bug here, things will be very, very different. And to be honest, I'm ok with that.
My life isn't so much about me anymore. I'm no longer a "me"...I'm an "us". I'm part of a family...and THAT is the best birthday present anyone could ask for.
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