Tuesday was my birthday. I’m 27. People keep asking if I feel old considering a lot of the people I work with are in their late teens/early 20s, but honestly, not really. They’re all awesome, and I’m not sure my maturity level is hall-of-fame worthy to begin with, and that’s okay. Also they’re all super patient with me when talking about snapchat and whatever gifs are, and I mainly just pretend I understand what Yeet means so we get along great 😊
Anyways, the 4 days surrounding my birthday were awesome. Sunday we had worship services and I got to preach, which was a lot less scary than I thought it would be. Monday I worked and we went on a sweet hike (see my previous post), and Wednesday I had the day off and biked the Going to the Sun road (that post is still coming).
Tuesday itself was awesome. I didn’t start work until 11, which gave me plenty of time to get a to-go order of biscuits and gravy and eat it on the plastic lawn chair outside of my house. That might become a new tradition. Then I rode my bike to work—about 2.5 miles through the woods. I’m still a bit afraid of bears so I sing really loud every time I come to a corner. And, like, I can’t just stop mid-song, so I end up singing on the straight stretches as well.
I walked into work and was greeted with a giant hot chocolate with both Ghirardelli and white chocolate, courtesy of my friend Claire. It was delicious. She’s a genius, nbd. I worked in the café till closing, then rode my bike home.
In the evening I went to my friends’/ACMNP team members’ home. We ate popsicles, and Faye got me a huge bag of gummy bears. Also, we discovered that the green gummy bears are supposed to be strawberry-flavored? I’m not sure how I feel about that, but I will still eat them.
When I got home, I found a giant square cookie-cake thing that my roommates had made me, along with a balloon. It was super sweet of them and also super delicious. I absolutely love the people in my life here.