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real birthday fun, it wasn't all bad

sisters are foreva

I was so focused on losing the rabbits the other day that I didn't share more about the fun parts of the weekend. I failed to point out that yes, my birthday is on February 14, Valentine's Day. It's good and bad. I grew up hearing, "Oh, a Valentine's baby!" every time I had to give that information to someone. When I was younger (think middle school) I was home schooled and obviously didn't have a booming social life. I didn't have my first boyfriend until eighth grade. Back then I always felt my birthday was ruined by my loneliness. Once I reached high school I entered a steady relationship and haven't spent one birthday/valentines single since. Honestly, I could care less about Valentine's, it's my birthday, and that's that. Which is how we all felt hanging out Friday night. My sister's fiance had to work, so we went to his restaurant to eat dinner so she could see him. We love Deacon, he's a great guy, and he told the server it was my birthday and they sang (which I hated) and gave me free ice cream (which I loved.) We also hung out with our bestie, Savannah, whose fiance was also working for the evening. It was a great night, it's been too long since I had some good bonding time with my little sis, Amy. She's my very best friend in the entire world.

Sorry that all these photos are repeats of facebook and instagram, but I didn't take nearly enough photos!


Until next time,

Angela Kelly

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