Do you remember your childhood longing towards finally being a "grown up". For me the word adult was combined with, beauty, confidence, popularity along with many more wonderful and at that time entirely achievable desires. I was sure that when the time came I would feel responsible and sure of myself. If I'm honest with myself, I feel none of these personality traits, and I'm still looking forward, wondering when and if I will ever be ready and mature enough to fill my childhood definition of adult. Yes, I may not feel entirely sure of myself yet, however, I do feel sure of the friendships I've made and lessons I've learnt along the way. My life is by no means perfect, but I enjoy it and love the people I spend it with, and if you would like, I can share some of it with you. Which brings us to the celebration of me becoming one year older, and not at all wiser. It was a tame night, but tame can be fun, when it's spent with your nearest and dearest. So don't laugh when I tell you this, okay? Home made pizza and tribal pursuit. And yes I won (my friends let me).
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see upcoming post for recipe
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