For some reason I was nervous about my birthday this year. I feel like the older you get, the less important the day of your birth becomes. You have more responsibility, other people to take care of, and more/better accomplishments to celebrate than just being born. But I LOVE birthdays. Especially my own. Call me vain, but it's just the way I am. It's my favorite holiday. When else do you legitimately get to have a day that's all about you?
I needn't have worried, because I was well taken care of. It started out with a fabulous gift to me from ABC. Yes, I mean the television network. They graciously decided to postpone the final season premiere of LOST until my birthday week. Just for me. In honor of the occasion, my sister invited us over for a party.
The next day, I headed off to work as usual. Landon picked me up at 5:00 on the dot and we set off for an adventure. He first had me open the glove box, which contained a mysterious package - it turned out to be the Sherlock Holmes soundtrack - oh my, was I excited! We listened to it as we drove to Thanksgiving Point, where Landon surprised me by walking up to the front desk and stating "We have a reservation..." It might seem strange, but I have always wanted to go to dinner somewhere that you had to have a reservation. I have mentioned that a few times when we drive past fancy places, and I guess Landon was listening! It was a really fun place.