129 and counting

I like birthdays.  I've had 129 people (according to Facebook) write on my wall wishing me a great day.  I love reading them.  I really like it when people are creative and don't just simply say "happy birthday." because that's boring, and I generally like to think I'm not that boring.
So I went to the St. Patrick's Day Parade for the first time ever, and unfortunately left my camera at home.  It's really such a shame because there were some people downtown today who really should have been documented.  So hilarious.  But all is well because I got to hang out with Natalie and eat Qdoba queso and bake Funfetti cupcakes and see Summer and her girls.  Then I headed out to pick up Michelle from school, and pulled in the parking lot as Alyssa was running after me with a giant pink polka dot bag in her hand with me, which happened to house my new best friend, an Ariel tie blanket. SO GREAT!!

Then later on, Hadley and Maggie showed up at my front door with hugs and goodies from Starbucks.  They're great friends.  I love house visitors; like more than normal people do.

Then my family and I went out for dinner.  I'm glad I got to be home and have a relaxing day on my birthday.
I still wish I was eight and could have a gymnastics birthday party at River City.  That'd be swell.