24
Say whatttt?! I'm 24 already? That is complete and utter craziness. I wish I could go back in time and tell 10-year-old me that time does actually pass. Haha ;) My birthday this year was nothing too exciting. I wanted it to be; I always want it to be! But I'm the worst at coming up with fun plans for myself. Everything I think of always seems so "regular" and non-birthday worthy (this is probably why Russ and I have never been on a bowling date in the 4.5 years we've been dating . . . it's such a "regular" date! But apparently, not for us. You know, since we haven't done it. [By the way, that's not me bagging on bowling, that's just me explaining my weird brain. I like bowling, even though I suck at it. And if you go on bowling dates, I'm totally not judging you. Promise. I'm just weird! Okay I'll stop overexplaining now.]) so then I end up doing nothing at all. It's a horrible cycle, and I'm COMMITTED to having a ...