Yesterday, I turned 26.
I'm fairly certain that 26 may be the best year of my life.
Sunday evening, Daniel and I headed over to hang out with a group of friends from church.
It turned out to be a bit of a surprise birthday party for me.
Needless to say, I was surprised and so blessed to spend the evening with best friends.
Monday, my birthday, I had to work.
Just what I've always wanted...
but it really wasn't so bad.
I totally cried at my desk while watching
this video sent to me from the sweet, sweet Lily.
After work, my friend Andi came over and surprised me with some homemade
mint chip oreo cookies, or as she calls them "crack cookies,"
due to their highly addictive properties,
Around 6:30, I headed to my mom's house with Daniel's family
for a little birthday dinner.
We dined on delicious
sour cream green chile chicken enchiladas
(say that three times fast)
and a cream cheese cherry croissant dessert.
My favorite birthday dinner.
We shared stories, opened a few presents, and laughed off all our calories from dessert.
As I blew out my candles
(twice)
it was hard to think of a birthday wish.
I have my family.
I have Daniel.
It's all pretty surreal.
I did end up making two birthday wishes.
And no, I'm not telling.
And no, they had nothing to do with babies or anything crazy like that.
I can't cross off all my
"not's" in
one year, people.
