First – I want to say HAPPY BIRTHDAY to my little sister, Kendall. I love you, Doozer!
When I called Kendall this morning to wish her a happy, happy birthday, it hit me: she is turning 27 years-old today.
Seriously? Has it really been twenty-seven years since God blessed this world with Kendy? That realization sent me spinning into a wow-do-I-feel-old-right-now self-pity spiral. If that wasn’t bad enough, I stumbled upon this little post while enjoying my morning coffee:
Man. The world was a much simpler place back in the day. I could really go for a cold can of Surge on the Backstreet Boys cruise right now.
Kendy – number 18 is for you. I hope you have a wonderful, love-filled birthday. And I hope the rain gave your hair Jennifer Aniston beach-worthy waves. 🙂