28 is the new 18

So today is my 28th Birthday. Yay me! Technically, I'm not 28 until 6:47pm, so I've got a few hours of youth left. Not that 28 is old, but I was just thinking back to when I graduated from college. 30 seemed ages away and yes, it's still 2 years away, but I'm knocking on the door!

Jacob won the 'first to wish me Happy Birthday' contest. He clocked in at 6:10am when we woke up. I used to be MUCH more into my birthday and my good friends would call me as close to midnight as possible to be the first. See. . . . that's a sign you're getting old, you are sleeping at 5 past 12 and prefer not to be interrupted!! LOL!!

No big plans for today. Jake made my pie last night. . . . it's hard to resist sampling it in the fridge. Beef stroganoff and salad are on the menu for dinner, and I plan on FINALLY opening the bottle of Veuve that was supposed to be housewarming champagne but we never opened it. Jake doesn't like champagne, which is why it hasn't been opened. But it's my birthday, so I can drink the whole bottle if I darn well please!

I know I got some sewing needs and am very curious about what the FEDEX man is trying to deliver to me from my mom. Jake also has a surprise up his sleeve (I think I know what it is, but I won't say it here to jinx it! - - no, not rings, it is yarn related! - - wow, I must be sick that I'm more excited about this than an engagement ring. .. . .OK, I'd be excited about a ring, too, but I digress).

I'll report on the haul tomorrow. Have a great day!