So I guess I'm an adult now.

Adulthood.
So far, I have a love/hate relationship with it.

I am only a few days into being 18 and so far my life has consisted of angry courthouse visits, ridiculously long tests, too many dishes, an abundance of dirty laundry, and painful migraines. Icky, icky, icky.

But, aside from all of this ickiness, I have been quite blessed the past few days, too. I received countless emails, texts, facetime calls, phone calls, visits, and facebook & twitter posts wishing me a happy birthday from all over the world.

Thank you all for blessing me despite an icky day.

I also got some goodies. Goodies that I am over-the-moon-excited about.

Grandma Tracy made me a birthday pie. Notice, no cake. I don't like cake. Rhubarb fluff pie was much better.

Uncle Vern's gift was so great. I fell in love with this beautiful spoon cookbook/book/plate/everything stand while we were down in Kansas City a couple months ago. Opening up that package, I would have never guessed this little treasure was hidden inside. I am so excited about it! And as many of you know, spoons hold a very special place in my heart. So thankful for such a thoughtful uncle.


Also not pictured; my incredible, overly generous brother, Spencer, bought me all 10 seasons of my favorite show, Friends. And my sweet, caring, adopted sister, Lexi, has gotten me something but refuses to tell me what it is. I am currently learning patience. I don't like being patient. Bleh.


Overall, I am in awe of the blessings that continue to be showered upon me. Thanks, guys. You da best.