In just a few days, I turn thirty. I'm looking forward to this birthday and the year ahead. Here are a few memorable birthday celebrations from past years:
One. Twenty-one. On my 21st birthday my boyfriend took me for a picnic dinner at our favorite beach and asked me to marry him. One of my favorite nights ever.
Two. Twenty-two. The night of our wedding rehearsal and dinner. The rehearsal went really smoothly. The dinner was very enjoyable (my in-laws did a lovely job hosting.) The night was topped off with late night bowling with our wedding party. Fun.
Three. Five. Clown party at our house. Every child had a fabulous clown costume, and we did a big wheel parade with streamers and balloons around our neighborhood. We also ate clown cones for dessert. (Every year between the ages of one and ten could be listed as a favorite though; my parents always made them quite special!)
Four. Eighteen. Starting a very nice getaway with my parents after celebrating my graduation from high school and open house in the previous two days.
Five. One. Do I actually remember this birthday? No. But this first birthday started a long-standing tradition of angel food cake, whipped cream, and strawberries for my birthday cake. Early June birthday = perfect time for strawberry birthday dessert!
And that's five. Happy Friday!