Mark your calendars folks... the quarter-life crisis has officially begun. I have always enjoyed my birthday, but this year I insisted on taking the celebration to the next level. That's right- this year it was all about me. Translation: I made it my Birthday Month. After all, it's not every year I hit the quarter-century mark.
My first birthday celebration was in New York, where I got to celebrate with my Mom and Dad, cousins Jason, Crissy, Jase, and Cole, nephew Luke, BF Nick, and favorite sister Andrea who celebrated a birthday in July. We were both shocked to find out that our sneaky little fam managed to get a birthday cake and gifts behind our backs and right in front of our faces.
The festivities continued a few weeks later when I came home to a house full of all my favorite ladies! Nick had planned a SURPRISE ladies night complete with all the fixings- sushi galore from Juno's, vino, and ice cream cake. And did I mention I got a new iPhone? Best. Birthday party. Ever.
To top it off the ladies at work surprised me with a special cake to celebrate the actual big day. That's right- I worked on my birthday. On my BIRTHDAY! Seriously people. Only grown-ups work on their birthday. Say it isn't so.
But who am I to complain about three surprise parties and three delicious cakes? Cheers to 25!
Thanks to my cousin Gerard in France for the picture at the top- talk about capturing the essence!
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