And of course, this guy. 

I was lucky enough to have my faux little brother out with me on both nights of my birthday celebrations. Family, you guys. True friends.

My birthday was a couple days ago and right now I’m feeling like 23 might be a good year. I’ve spent more time than usual outside…Grant’s Farm, Cinco de Mayo on Cherokee Street, the St. Louis Zoo, and I got in a river for the first time. I’ve been busy working toward a promotion at work and ideas for new jewelry in my Etsy shop have been popping in and out of my brain like crazy.
Not to mention, the working more has meant going out less…I’m fairly financially stable right now. Aside from a couple glasses of wine at my favorite bar with my closer friends, I haven’t even had a real urge to go out. People around here are getting a little ridiculous and I want no part of it…I’ve got my own shit to worry about.
Cheers, 23. It’s time to grow up.

My Girl

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New dresses courtesy of the ModCloth sale section.

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More often than not I enjoy being at work. You smile because you have to and even if you are in a bad mood when you get there, eventually you aren’t. I like my bosses and my co-workers and I like that I’m good at my job.
Sometimes I’m not in a good mood after work because customers give me headaches, but sometimes I’m in not in a good mood after work because I’m not at work anymore.

1) Fix it
2) Get over it

It really is that simple.
Okay. 

:)

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Ramen noodles, Hawaii style.

I want to go back here. Just for a few days…and do nothing but lay on the beach and eat.

svstheday:

Exactly.