spoils of war...

I turned 21 on Wednesday. What a wild year it was -- 20-year-old nobody had quite the ride. And we're starting 21-year-old somebody with some pretty awesome accessories.

What did I get with my birthday money?

A little black dress (lace, mind you) and a teddy bear.

Turning 21 was worth it for both of those things. Thank you, grandma and grandpaw! Thank you, nana and grandpa!

PS I will post about birthday fun eventually. It doesn't end until Monday morning -- we like to draw things out around here. Mostly because of schedules.