.25 of 100 years

This past week was the big 2-5 for me. Pretty crazy to think I am a quarter of a century old. I feel old, like in a good way. I'm a real adult now, no more "early 20's just trying to figure out life" excuses anymore. It's pretty great being 25 though, and I had a really good 9,125th day of life (not couting leap years).

My day started by going to work... blah. But it was immediately better when I got to my desk filled with baloons and flowers from my co-workers. Working in an office is like watching "The Office". I am the party planning committee though, so this was a nice suprise since I had nothing to do with the planning.

My mom and sister came to see me for lunch, and they brought me the most cherished meal ever:
If you're from Albuquerque, you get it. For me, this is like a hundred dollar steak dinner. And, a slice of cheese and green chile is only 7 points. (Holler out to all my WW people).

After work I came home to some lovely flowers and a husband who said we could do whatever I wanted for the night. I told the husband NOT to send me flowers and work, but not in a sneaky way, like "Oh, if I tell him not to, he will" I thought it was too unprofessional to have my desk crowded all day with treats and flowers, so I for real meant no. I also came home to these wonders:

This super cute lunch box for me to carry my "Big girl" lunch to work. I ahd another lunch box, but I left it in the fridge over the weekend, and the cleaning crew threw it out. My new one is like this one, but purple with red, orange, and yellow dots. And it came with some tupperware.

I got these in silver. I wore them to work on Casual Friday, and they were a hit.

And I came home to a picture of this on my laptop because I get to pick out whichever one I want. I haven't picked the one I want yet, I am waiting for the perfect moment. I don't mess around when it comes to wrist attire.

I got to pick whatever I wanted for dinner, so naturally:

Cliche? I don't care. I love this place.

Let me tell you somthing....

I don't have any reason for the title of this blog. Our nephew Brady just always says it at the beginning of very anti-climatic sentences, so I figured, why not.

Lately, life has been life. Dylan is wrapping up a sememester of summer school. Some sorts of biology classes that he loves, so I am feeling pretty good about him becoming a Dentist/Doctor. We are still up in the air on if he will take the DAT or MCAT. We are going to wait until the end of this semester to see. Not to brag, but Dylan has a pretty great GPA and he is dang smart. So, whichever decision he makes, one day we will be rich :)

I have been working like crazy, and even got to go on my first official business trip to North Carolina. It was mainly for customer visits at Duke, Wake Forest, UNC, you know just the big guys. It's weird being an adult and having a real job. It was pretty great having my company pay for all my meals, hotel, and even room service. I was living the good life. It was tiring, and I was happy to come home at the end of the week, but it was BEAUTIFUL to be back east. One day, we may live there, maybe. But work is good, and I am loving the company I work for.

Other than that, I got released from Young Women's, and called back in to be the 2nd Counselor. So, I am in charge of all the 12-13 year olds. It's pretty crazy, takes up all kinds of time, gets stressful, but is the most rewarding thing I've ever done. I love the girls, and even though most of the older ladies in the ward still confuse me for the Young Women (it's like come on, I do NOT look like I am in high school), I know this is exactly where I am supposed to be.

We don't really have any exciting news. No babies, no new dogs, no house remodeling pics. So, I will try to take more pictures in the future (camera currently broken), and will try to post them more. Just know that we look the same, have not gotten fat, and still go out a lot (we just don't take pictures).