You Know You're An Adult...

You know you're an adult when you attend a birthday party for a one-year old.

Surrounded by your best friends, and they're little carbon copies;

I can't wait to have a little monster, too!

#TheClockIsTicking

It's My Birthday...

And I'll eat, drink, laugh, eat more and drink more if I want too!

I'll also probably be demanding and complain that I'm eating too much.

This childish behavior will most likely last for a week—and it started last week.

I blame my family for hosting a parade in my honor every year while I was growing up.

(The fact that the parade was actually the annual Blossom Day parade hosted by the city I grew up in, and my family "dedicated" it to me, explains my entire life.)

#DealWithIt!