It's My 23rd Birthday!

And I don't feel any different.

Of course I don't... the only important birthdays are 16, 18, 21 and anything ending in 0 after that. Midlife crisis perhaps? Ha. 

I was treated to dinner by Ryan and still got to blow out candles, so at least I got that much. I didn't want much in the first place because I feel like the older you get, the less excited you are to age. So, I am pretty content with what I did get. And thankful as well.

Here's to a good 23rd year of my life.