As a Mormon, a 21st birthday has the potential to be extremely... typical.
I googled "privileges that come with being 21" and have concluded, thanks to a gaggle of well-informed Yahoo! users, that my newfound privileges consist of:
- getting wasted
- getting really wasted
- buying booze
- drinking and gambling
- adopting children
The Grones are my favorites.
Stephanie, not so much.
The Australian "Socceroos" scarf Max sent me. :)
Even the family I nanny gave me a little surprise. They bought me a huge set of Burt's Bee's products, too. Can you say spoiled?
Ashlex = Alex and Ashley, my brother and new sister-in-law. Always affectionate.
Pictured above: art sent to my by some of my favorite Jorgensens (let's be honest, they're all my favorite), including a picture of Marilyn and I in the sky (see far right). You can also see the cute candy corn decorations from Sara. :)
And what birthday would be complete without a pair of RUBBER waterproof Keds? (Thanks, momma bear.)
And it wouldn't be a gift from my mother if it didn't somehow include yarn.
"Ghost and Graveyards" Colonial tour in Alexandria, VA.
I love spending weekends with my sister. We shopped (perhaps too much), dined (apricot-glazed chicken wings and mango chicken salad, mmmm) and even did some homework together. It was the perfect way to celebrate. I sure am blessed.