Club 27.

Well, friends .... tomorrow I will step out of one of the best years of my life and jump forward into another - year 27. If you didn't catch what I'm trying to say, well, it's my BIRTHDAY!

(This is where you leave me tons of lovely comments telling me Happy Birthday and showering me with compliments.)

(I mean, the compliment thing is for my own good, really. You know, since I'm working on receiving them and all.)

(And you better believe when I get "bloggy compliments" I boast and relish in them all day since no one can see me.)

(You think I'm joking???)

Anyway...

It's so bizarre to me that I'll be 27. When I was younger, I had my life all planned out. I wanted my first baby at 24, my second at 27 and then I would be finished. I didn't have Weebie until 25 and we aren't planning on another until Husby is in his Residency, so it doesn't look like my childhood plans are panning out. But I'm not too far off and wouldn't have it any other way.

Twenty-seven seems SO OLD to me. If any of you are aware of the "Forever 27 Club" or "Club 27" you know that it is a group of rock and blues musicians who all died at the age of 27. Jimi Hendrix, Janis Joplin, Kurt Kobain and Jim Morrison are just a few who make up membership of this "club".

I don't know about you, but these people seem OLD to me. I mean, when I think of any of these people, I think of people years older than me. But nope, I'm there. I'm their age. Wow.

I can honestly say that I don't feel 27 in the least. I feel 24. I often tell people I'm 24 because I just can't remember that I'm not. I always think my brother is 27 and I am 24. For the longest time, he stayed 17 in my mind and in his mind, I was 14. I was like 18 and he was telling people I was 14.

Time keeps going and I'm not even aware of it. A year ago today I was celebrating my birthday with a two month old and a Husby who was a 3rd Year Medical Student.



Now, I have a 14 month old and a Husby who is 9 months away from completing Medical School. Wow.



I pray 27 is even better than 26. Aaaaand, I pray I don't become the newest member in the Forever 27 Club. ;)

Eat a big fat piece of cake in honor of me today!