So it happened a few weeks ago, I turned 25 years old and it's starting to set in that I'm not 19 and can hit on those same 19 year olds anymore without being creepy. haha Anyway considering my wife was still in the hospital while that day came and went I suppose I shouldn't be hitting on anyone now a days anyway.
So now weeks later I was talking to a co-worker and we were discussing my at that time car problem, and I said "I can't believe it, I only had it the 2 days after my birthday before the darn clutch went out, then I get it back from that problem and it goes out the same day. This is why I'm not a positive person."
Normally she would pick on me for my negativity, but hey it works for me. That day she picked on me about getting old. "Why didn't you tell me it was your birthday?"
"Because it's just a day?"
She wasn't happy with that answer so on her break she rushed back to her house and returned with a surprise. A bag full of home made goodies. Like some actual honey from the bees she keeps kinda thing. Just wow.
I personally haven't gotten into much but there was one jar I couldn't resist. Blueberry syrup. Anyone who knows me, know blueberries are my kryptonite. It was to put it simply, amazing stuff. Normally blueberry syrup is way to sweet, and doesn't actually taste like blueberries. This stuff was full of 'em and so delicious.
When they come into season I will be annoying her for the recipe and promptly share it with you all.
~Skadia the old feeling panther
(bloggers note: no I do not actually think 25 is old, it's a running joke with my family because when I was little anything higher than I could count was old. Heck, even at the age of 4, ten was old to me.)
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