Happy Heat Wave (I mean, Birthday)

I officially turned 27 today. My grandfather (whom I share a birthday with) is 80.

Every year, I call my granddad to wish him a happy birthday, but he always beats me because as soon as he hears my voice, he says “HAPPY BIRTHDAY!” Too funny. I’ve always thought that sharing a birthday with him is special, and I’m so grateful for it. I love that we have that special bond. Even though I might not see him as much or be as close to him as my other cousins, no one can ever take the shared birthday away from us.

Last year, we had an absolutely gorgeous weather day for my birthday, so we spent much of the day outside. This year, it was nearly 90 degrees and entirely too hot to do much of anything outside. Oh well.

We started off the morning with a trip to the gym (I WENT TO THE GYM on my birthday. Aren’t you proud?!). We relaxed at home for a bit, then went to an early dinner at a local restaurant, where we had to eat inside. They have a beautiful patio that I normally love to eat on, but it was just too hot. We then stopped by to see Hunter (he is getting SO BIG!), then went for my birthday dessert.

I didn’t want no stinkin’ cake. Frozen custard is where it’s at.

Happy Birthday to me! :) And thanks to my wonderful husband for a wonderful day!