I'm
26 today. On the uphill to 30.
(I know. I bleach my teeth too much.)I don't really feel like 26. Unless 26 feels like this...


...sleep deprived, exhausted, and a bit crazy. At least I'm
way more mature than last year. Well, maybe not.
I've been working on our
Halloween party, which is tomorrow. I'm totally jazzed.

Nate has some
surprise for tonight that he won't tell me about. It makes me anxious. I
DO NOT like surprises. It's killing me. But it's cute that he's actually not giving in to my pleading and begging. He just might actually surprise me for the first time ever. Unless I count the time he proposed at 2 in the morning. Just off the I-15 Devils Creek Reservoir exit in middle-of-nowhere-Idaho. Good one Nate. I wasn't expecting to be woken up on the car ride back to college with a marriage proposal. He really fooled me on that one.
We'll see if he can surprise me twice. I'll let you know.
P.S. My blogging has taken the back burner to my crazy week, which is why I'm sorta MIA. My Google Reader is in the triple digits. I'm dying to read your blogs and see what I missed. I promise I'm not hatin'.