21

Bring on the vodka.

Bring on the beer.

This girl is finally 21!!!

I turned 21 on Sunday, and had the greatest birthday that I could have ever imagined. It started off with some of Angela's amazing pancakes. I drifted away from the recipe a bit (apparently out of my eighteen different flours, whole wheat is not one of them) but they still turned out wonderfully.

Then there was some church. Some eating. Some brother-sister drinking.

The big event of the day, though, was dinner with my friends at this little Italian restaurant called Francescas. This could be my favorite restaurant. Everything is made to order and they have a constantly changing seasonal menu (!!!). It's a winner.

My first legal drink there was a chocolate martini. Oh my word, that baby was gooooodddd!!! Seriously, I could have had several. And then be picked up off the floor because they were strong, lol. But really, it was fan-freaking-tastic.

Chocolate Martini, let's make babies.

Ironically enough, I didn't get carded for the drink. I was a little sad at that. Isn't it a rite of passage to proudly show your ID on your birthday? Anyhoo, the restaurant made up for it with a birthday profiterole that my slightly sloshed self had no interest in.

After shutting down the restaurant (we literally were the last people there) we all headed back to my house for some presents and True Blood.

Yes, that is a Gone With The Wind blanket. It has a matching tin box, too.

All in all, it was a pretty wonderful birthday!! I got to spend it with my family, my best friends, and that wonderful chocolate martini. I couldn't have asked for anything more!

Except maybe that.