Happy birthday to me!

Tomorrow is my birthday. I like my birthday. I like any reason to have a party. Last night, I was telling Chris all about how excited I was for my birthday and all of my plans. He looked at me and said, "You do realize you're turning 36, don't you?" Yes, I do realize how old I am. But I figure I'll only get old when I stop enjoying my birthdays.

Last year, my sister-in-law, Laura, found out that my birthday coincides with Star Wars Day! Did you know there's such thing as a Star Wars Day? Neither did I. Why did they choose May 4th? Obviously, because someone knew it was my birthday and I am a huge fan! Or maybe because it's May The Fourth (be with you). Ha ha ha! Well, you know how I love a themed birthday party! (Maybe you don't know, but now you do.) Am I too old for a Yoda cake? I sure hope not. We celebrated early, so the cake was already made and eaten.

It's not too bad, right?

That's 36 happy candles!

I blew them out with one little puff! (There's something to be said for clumping all the candles together.)