My cousin Alix, who was born when I was only eleven, just had her twenty-first birthday.
This meant two things.
1. I am old.
2. I got to have my first strawberry margarita since arriving home!
We talked books, boys & other things, and some of the stories were quite fascinating. I will spare you the details of what made my mom make this face, but suffice to say, it was shocking!
Tequila shot for the birthday girl!
It was great to see Alix again. She's been busy globe trotting with the Air Force, and I've been busy raising my brood up in Alaska, so we haven't seen each other since Wyatt was 8 weeks old & she left for boot camp!
I love this girl.
Being there for her party was too much fun!