Chris turned 24 on Sunday!
At my ripe age of 22, I am officially dating an old man.
An old man that is thankfully quite young at heart.
So we threw a party.
A day and a half of birthday extravaganza.
Highlights of the partying include: apparently very strong bellinis, dinner with Sarah, hand-made birthday cards, a free pizzookie, all star birthday goodies & Chris not noticing the dining room decorated for a good 30 minutes, dinner with his parents, the smell of extra minty Starbucks steamers, Mortal Kombat & Bieber movie marathon, fresh strawberry swedish pancakes & sleeping in too late.
It was great.
Happy birthday boyfriend! I hope you have a wonderful year leading up to your inevitable quarter life crisis. Enjoy your youth while it lasts.