I've been playing with some girls from church once a week. We never practice. We always lose . . . well, we did anyways until last night. And last night was when it really counted: we are now going to play in Regionals. It's bittersweet, to be honest. I'm glad we get to go, but is it so wrong of me to just want the season to be over? While I have improved a lot over the last month, I am far from my glory days in high school.
I don't own basketball shoes anymore. Nor do I have such great, layered hair. (I'm still trying to grow layers OUT.) Although, lucky me, my bangs still seem to always want to part down the middle. Oh well. That was TEN years ago, folks. How am I old enough to have a photo from TEN years ago that doesn't look like this:
Speaking of birthdays, I got a wonderful letter in the mail the other day that said something like this:
Dear Tess,
Happy Birthday! We're so happy that you're turning 25 because now we can raise your health insurance premium! Thanks for your business.
Much appreciation,
Your friends at Select Health
Jeepers, thanks! Did I mention some confetti spilled out of the envelope?
6 comments:
Yay for our basketball team!!
AWWW! I love these pictures... makes me pine for days gone by. How I wish I could have bottled those moments and take them out to whenever I'm missing you and live them over. Well, if I could do that I wouldn't get anything else done. Happy Birthday my dear! I love you!
25 was my "scary" age. The one I didn't want to turn because it meant you were offically "old". I tried explaing to my friend before my 25th birthday that turning 25 meant you had to be grown up, finished with school, and living on your own...she pointed out I was grown up, done with school, and living on my own. It meant you had to have a job, but not just a job, a career....she pointed out I had one of those. I told her that 25 meant you should be married and have a family or something like that...she pointed out I had that too. I told her 25 meant you were old....she told me I was. Sigh...she just didn't understand. ; )
Happy Birthday!
Tess, those pictures are so cute! I've seen the basketball one before, and I love it, but the other one was new to me. It is precious!
Way to go, on making it to regionals!
Oh my gosh! I have a picture from that very same day and Drew loves it! I can't believe we're already 25, I so don't feel like I should be that old. I love the health care letter. At least someone is excited that your a quarter of a century! :) I've decided that we're gonna make 25 the new 21! 25 is gonna be all the craze now that we're there! :)
My dear sweet cousin Tess! Yes, you have every right to feel the pains of turning 25....When I turned 25 I told everyone I was having a quarter-life crisis! So, Tell your hubby that! Oh, and your not old enough yet to feel too old! I'll be 30 next year, and just had my 10 year reunion this year! That's when it becomes so crazy that you can't believe it!!!! Oh, did I mention I have GRAY HAIR!!!?!!! Happy bday to you! Hope its a good day!
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