A quick update: I am drinking Southern Comfort and pomegranate juice, boiling chicken because I have no time to thaw it before 'attempting' to cook penne rigate with chicken, and waiting for Danish to come home so we can eat and watch Mystic River on DVD.
I had a productive day, I think, and today was my first official day as a 25-year-old. How does it feel? you ask. Well, I'm still unemployed, in bad need of a haircut, and very much in love with life - so...pretty good, I should say!
---This just in, I'm making quite a mess in the kitchen...there's pasta sauce everywhere!
I don't know why but I found this post to be so funny. A perfect snapshot of mid-twenties :-)
ReplyDeleteAnd I cried on my 25th birthday. Not for any particular reason, I think maybe because I realized every day I was closer to 30 than to 20, but then when I got to 30, it was the best year of my life!
Yes, I can only imagine how awesome it will be when I finally reach 30, 40, 50...I'm excited for all the knowledge and wisdom I will have!
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