Snap by Anne Casey Photography
I’m never quite ready when September rolls around. The school year starts and the lazy schedules of summer get thrown to the wayside. Morning alarms are set and lunches are packed. And nestled in the middle – a birthday.
I, of course, have a lot of Birthday Feelings. I go back and forth between introspection, being humbled by the kindness of my friends and family, and being sad that not every single human being that I love will be there with me. Bless my sweet husband for tolerating these mood swings each year.
In the spirit of taking stock of the past and looking forward to the future, here are twenty-seven things about turning twenty-seven. And a big virtual hug to all of you sweet friends – your support and kindness never cease to amaze me.
- I already forget my age. The late 20s somehow blur together and on any given day I might tell people that I’m 25, 26, 27, or even 28. Who can be bothered to keep track?
- I’ve gone from liking dogs to being a Dog Person. This is a fantastic transition.
- I still don’t drink coffee. If I can make it this far, I feel like I’m in it for the long haul.
- I have a great sense of direction, something I am perhaps too proud of.
- I’ve given up on trying to impress people with my cooking. It doesn’t have to be complicated to taste good, and not every single thing needs to be made from scratch (I’m looking at you – all the sauces and dressings and croutons ever…)
- I shamelessly love reality TV but have significantly less time for it these days. I’m sure my brain cells are better off for that.
- I hate chewing gum. I don’t chew it myself, and the sound of other people chomping on a juicy piece of gum totally grosses me out.
- When it comes to the mountains versus the beach, the mountains win every time.
- I can’t really say if I would choose beer over wine – I like them both for separate reasons and occasions.
- I get completely stuck in these wanderlust moods where I want to sell everything and just travel. Our impromptu trip to Greece was a byproduct of one of those moods.
- I miss living near my parents. Like, a lot.
- Until last year when I started photographing weddings, I had actually attended more funerals than weddings in my life. Which sounds weird, but my mom works in healthcare and we always attended funerals with her. It’s a big respect thing that she taught me, and now I always go out of my way to attend the funeral.
- I don’t like avocados, and you can’t convince me that’s a bad thing.
- I do love margaritas, which I would choose over almost any other mixed drink.
- My favorite color has been blue for as long as I can remember.
- I love to read and write, but I don’t think I’ll ever have enough words in me to actually write a book.
- I love being a bridesmaid. The celebration of it all draws me in, and I always feel so honored to perform that duty!
- My ideal height is 5’8. My doctor predicted I would be tall based on my height as a kid, and unfortunately, I came up short at 5’4.
- I flew by myself for the very first time when I was 10 years old. It was the summer before 9/11 so my parents could walk me right to my gate. All went well and my grandparents picked me up at the gate. But after the terror attack and increased airport restrictions, I didn’t fly solo again until I was in college.
- Speaking of flying, the longest flight I’ve ever been on was 16 hours, from Atlanta to South Africa. I hope to never repeat or challenge that record.
- I’ve always loved presents and tried and find my Christmas gifts early.
- I wear four rings every day – my engagement ring, my wedding band, a simple band my Danish host sister got me for my 21st birthday, and a turquoise ring I got last year in Santa Fe (which I sometimes alternate with a gold ring I got in Greece this summer).
- I’m terrible at video games. I was bad at the whole Gameboy thing too, back in the day.
- The only book I started reading but never finished was The Road, by Cormac McCarthy. It was too scary.
- When I first learned to drive I didn’t know that checking your blind spot was a thing.
- I could sleep through pretty much any live sporting event ever. I’m the most casual of observers, and I never really invested in a single team or game.
- I don’t even care that this is the most millennial thing ever, but I love everything about brunch. My dream brunch is a roasted veggie scramble with hash browns and sausage, with some bottomless mimosas. Or breakfast tacos. And a biscuit. Just give me all the breakfast food!