Birthday

... Is it just me, or do we look more boring this year?

Today, I'm 24.
It's been a good, difficult, exciting, frustrating, sometimes lonely, crazy, humbling, wonderful year. I did a lot in the last 365 days. I moved to San Antonio. I nannied twins and discovered there's a good chance that I'll be a terrible mother. I started my first big girl panties job as a copy editor. I rediscovered my love for editing novels. I made new friends. I lost old ones. I went brunette (yes, life changing). I trained for marathons. I bought a house. So year 24 has some big bun shoes to fill.

My little sister (yeah, we look nothing alike) has forever jaded me toward birthdays. When I turned 16, she threw me this amazingly fun surprise party. Karaoke may or may not have been involved. When I turned 18, she sent me little presents and sweet notes each hour of school. Basically every year, she's done something incredibly sweet. And now I've come to expect that from everyone, which is just setting us all up for disaster. Husband and friends don't stand a chance. Miss you, my sweet lil nugget.

Thanks to everyone who entered the giveaway. Michelle Prickett, you are the winner! Check your email.