So yesterday was my birthday. I threw up in an Olive Garden bathroom after eating their lasagne. SUCKED. Re-potted the grape tomato plant. I didn’t eat anything sweet. James got a tattoo and I got 4 mosquito bites in the process. We got home real late and I was real grumpy. I hate my birthday.
This past weekend though James and I traveled the length of NC by making the trek to Wilmington to see his sister and brother in law and go to the beach. We made 2 stops in Raleigh, one on the way there and one on the way back. It was a nice trip. I got tan, no sun burn though.
I also got the job I interviewed for last week which is exciting. I start on Monday. It’s weird that I actually got a job that utilizes my degree and pays decent and gives me full benefits in this economy. What’s weirder is that I had another job that I now get to turn down. I guess all my classes and internships and working my ass off actually paid off! I have to go buy a bunch of new clothes so that I can look like a young professional. James also got a new job which is exciting. We will both be working 9-5’s and I like that.
Despite all the grown up things going on in my life I think I’m going to eat Cocoa Krispies for dinner because I didn’t eat any sweets on my birthday and I deserve it.