hey blog,
looks like i have arrived at twenty-five:

 oh. yes.

brooklyn blackout cake at the chocolate (aka heaven) 

and sherri's berries.

 these now reside in my belly.

this is officially the first birthday that i have felt older. and i've decided that is a combination of two things: that here in provo (and when teaching) i'm older than most of the people i meet/know and that 25 is, in fact...half way to fifty. which is weird.

but- my fears of this birthday were quieted by a day of relaxing at sundance, messages from great friends/the fam bam reminding me that 25 is, in fact, "not old & [i'm] crazy", and eating. lot's of eating. and also by listening to "someone to watch over me" on a record player (twice) while dancing w/ mr. perry in the living room. 

and by the end of the day, i realized that i am just too excited about this upcoming year that it doesn't make any sense (don't make no sense!) to dwell on feeling older.

so happy birthday to me! and here's a little something from abe to give you some perspective and to get you excited for next week: