Another Year, Another Birthday

I’m 26. Oh. My. God.

Really, I don’t feel (or act, for that matter) a day over 20, so this is actually hard to believe for me. I remember back in high school the year I turned 18 was the longest year ever; I just couldn’t wait to finally become of legal age to go to clubs with my own ID and buy my own drinks. You know, the stuff cool adults were able to do. Well, all of that grew old — and fast.

Anyway, truth be told, I don’t really care to celebrate my own birthday. Yeah, if it’s someone else’s day and they want to par-tayh, then I’m all for it. Otherwise, I’d rather do nothing over and above a very simple dinner. My bf knows all about this, so, with the exception of one year where we hit up a club, it’s always just been dinner and a present. Or two.

This year he wanted to do something more for my birthday, so he took me on an impromptu shopping trip across the border. With the Canadian dollar being so strong and ridiculous Canadian taxes (damn you, tariffs, damn you!), it just made so much sense. Besides, I LOVE long drives, so it seemed perfect (except the whole rain-freezing rain- strong winds- rain- rain-freezing rain bit throughout the entire drive to Buffalo).

I got to call the shots, so we ended up in Target where I got some stuff that are not available here in Toronto as well as the Walden Galleria. I didn’t set out to get a bag, but I really liked this MBMJ cross-body bag caught my eye because: a) it’s cross-body, b) it’s mainly nylon which is easy to clean (I drink a lot of coffee which, without fail, spills all along the sides of my bag, and, perhaps most important of all, c) it’s got a lot of compartments (I had a tetra-pak of broccoli soup in my latest “What’s in My Purse” post, do I really need to explain?).

It retails for about $180 which is relatively affordable, but the biggest surprise was when the lady at the register only asked for $120-something. I had no idea about their Friends and Family sale (25% almost everything in the store)! I guess it was meant to be.

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