26

Yesterday I turned 26 years old. I had a bit of a problem with 25 and 26 was not any easier. People kept telling me, " oh 26 isn't that old, don't worry about it" but the way I see it, 26 is closer to 30 than 20. Whoa.
As far as birthday days go, it was a good one. I should actually back up and start with Friday, which was officially the start of my birthday weekend. See, Dan and I both like our birthdays so much we decided that we should get a full weekend plus whatever day our actual birthday is on. It's pretty sweet, you should try it. But i digress.
So we went to KC to celebrate my birthday weekend with my friends and family. March is a birthday month for my family. My bday is the 12, my mom's the 13, my sister in law the 20th and she was actually supposed to have a baby on the 10th but so far is still hanging in there, waiting. My grandma's bday is on the 18th and my cousin sometime in March as well. I also share my birthday with a good childhood friend, Leanne. So March is busy when it comes to bdays.
On Saturday, Dan and I helped my mom and step-dad chip wood. This was the day where I almost did not make it to my 26th birthday. We rented a massive chipper because my parents bought some land and have been clearing it out. We worked out there all day on Saturday, feeding trees into this chipper, which spits them out in mulch form. I was calmly feeding a tree into the chipper when the buttonhole of my flannel jacket caught on a branch. Next thing I know, i heading straight for death. I tugged and tugged as my hand grew closer to the chipper. Finally i yanked hard enough to rip the buttonhole and go flying backwards away from the chipper. Scary. Seriously, the first thought I had as I was getting closer and closer was "I'm going to die right before my birthday".
That night we spent hanging out with Leanne and opening presents. We did more birthday stuff the next day and had a good time. On Monday, people at work took me out for lunch and then Dan came up that night. We spent an hour at the airport, trying to get our flight to Hawaii figured out(which we didn't) and then had dinner at Il Spazio's! It was a good birthday. I got a homemade purse(well, professionally made from a lady here in town) and a hawaiian beach (hopefully) massage from Dan! It was overall a good birthday and I am always sad when it's over.

Here is a brief synopsis of what I learned over my birthday weekend:
1. If you get into an argument on a long drive, it makes the drive go faster.
2. It also helps to relieve stress.
3. Don't wear loose sleeves around a wood chipper
4. Arthur Bryant's has the best BBQ anywhere...the one downtown, not in the casino or airport.
5. It can be fun sharing your bday with your friend, especially when you've done it for almost 18 years.
6. Hawaii rocks
7. work sucks
8.I can't wait to be an aunt
9. If you play password with your boyfriend and your parents and he draws the word "erect", he should NOT say the clue "viagra"
10. Seriously, Dan did that.
11. My step-dad gave the clue "build"
12. so much less embarrassing
13. We did win the game though.
14. fever blisters suck

And on a final note, I LOVE this weather and have been in a fabulous mood.