27

27 is almost 30 and I just turned 27. 

So, I am almost 30. {Insert that one emoticon face with the huge eyes of surprise here.}

My brain automatically went there when I began this post, I guess first I should say "hi!", huh? Well, once I typed that 27 in the title space up there, my thoughts quickly went to, "Buuuut, how am I almost 30?" I've never been one to really think about age, but once I hit 25 I got the worrying-about-age bug. I guess having kids is a big part of it. Wait a minute. That's a whole other blog post....for Christ's sake, I was just going to recap my damn birthday.

My 27th birthday was last week. Garrett and I both had to work but were able to spend time together that night. When I got home, Garrett had a "treasure map" waiting for me. He's big into scavenger hunts and I love it.

My first "treasure" were these journals I had been wanting. I am so excited to get started on them!

My second treasure was a new pair of Ray Bans I had been dying for! I was so excited! Along with them was this:

Even though I was at work most of the day, Garrett made my day special and I am so thankful for that and for him! He even came home early one night from work and baked my birthday cake. Now that's the kind of thing I like to come home to...a cake. Saturday we went to dinner at LoDo's to celebrate my birthday and I bought myself a new purse. Shopping and dinner was all I wanted to do. I guess that happens when you get older.

This was AMAZING. Beer cheese and soft parmesan pretzels.

I wish it was always my birthday. Getting cards in the mail from family, presents, CAKE, Facebook posts, phone calls, and a dinner out is fun!