On April 17, 1989, I was born.
On April 17, 2010, I turned twenty-one.
It was a wonderful birthday full of several different celebrations.
I'll tell you about them now. Enjoy!
Celebration #1: On Thursday night, a whole passel of my friends took me to Casa Brava for dinner. We had a great time! Someonewhoshallremainnameless told the waiter that it was my birthday, and many members of the Casa Brava Crew sang to me while trying to smear a spoonful of whip cream on my face. Luckily, I noticed a look of fear in the eyes of dear Kanis, and I avoided being whip creamed. Success. No pictures of this occasion exist. Failure.
Celebration #2: Mama, Daddy, Hub, and I went to Memphis. We had a lovely time. On Friday night, we enjoyed a delightful dinner at Paulette's (a French restaurant), and went back to the hotel and enjoyed some birthday cake!
Daddy and I with my Friday night cake.
We were having trouble getting settled. In the picture of us with my little cake, I look ridiculous, so I settled for this picture of discussion.
Mama and I with my Friday night cake. It had "21"s all over the sides and my monogram, jMj, on the top. Precious.
Celebration #3: On Saturday, THE day, Mama, Daddy, Hub, and I went shopping, enjoyed a brunch at Cracker Barrel, and finished up the day with a fantastic dinner at the Melting Pot, my favorite place to eat.
Our dessert to dip into the chocolate fondue!
Mama and Daddy
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Celebration #4: Mama conspired with a few of my friends to have them drive in on Sunday morning and go to church with us. After church, we ate lunch at John B's.
Hub and I with my awesome cake