Today is my birthday! I'm twenty! Two decades! One fifth of a century! In another ten years I'll be thirty! Jesus...
The day has been okay. My cousin was the only one who remembered to wish me happy birthday; everyone else needed a reminder and a jab in the ribs.
I think we're all going out to dinner tonight as a family then coming home for cake and presents. I decided that since it's my birthday I'm going to put aside all my issues with food just for tonight and not care about what goes in my mouth. Obviously I shouldn't get in the habit of ALWAYS allowing that sort of black and white thinking but you know what? May 26th only comes once a year so I think I'm entitled.
Also, I'm refusing to leave the house because its 95 degrees outside and I'm afraid of getting heat sickness.