20 years young

On Friday the 13th I turned 20. It was a milestone for me. It was something I had been looking forward to for years and something I was dreading in a way. 20 was the year I would no longer be a teeny bopper and my family likes to say, and I would never be graced with a 1 something. It was bitter-sweet to ring in my 20th but if my 20s are anything like my 10 somethings- I will be one blessed girl. I had to work on my birthday, so we didnt celebrate the day of. We went to Dad's steakhouse last night and I had a yummy salad bar with some chicken tortilla soup (which was fantastic!). Then I had a delicious Lava cake, so good. Good thing I ran 5 miles yesterday for my marathon training or I am pretty sure I would have gained 10 pounds. It was a great Birthday- and I look forward for many more to come!