Yesterday was my 26th birthday. On my way to work, I was thinking about my past celebrations. I used to get so excited the night before my birthday I could barely fall asleep. Now, I don’t get nearly as jazzed up for my day of birth and I am starting to feel a little, well… a little old. Twenty six. Is that still considered mid twenties? I’m saying it is, because there is no doubt that next December, I will be a woman in my late twenties. 😉

Jess, my good pal from PT school, generously made my birthday cake this year. She and her husband, Greg, dropped off the delightful treat at our house last night. Jess baked me a chocolate cake with espresso buttercream frosting and cherry filling. It was a glorious twist on a black forest cake and it was delicious. I froze the leftovers so we can stretch out the time we get to savor the dessert. Thanks so much, Jess- the cake was beautiful!

*Warning: Cheese Alert* As I reflect on another trip around the sun, I’m very grateful for the life I have. I’m surrounded by wonderful people and I have so much for which I am very thankful. My hope is that, in my 27th year, I will take each day one day at a time. I often get caught up in wishing for tomorrow, for the next vacation, to lose those x amount of pounds, for my “dream” house. The list goes on and on and before I know it, I’ve wished away the day. Life is too short to not live in the present. After all, I’ve only got a few years left before I’m officially an old lady, right? 😉