I turned 22 on Saturday. Yes friends and family, on Saturday not Sunday. I think I like turning odd numbers instead of even, but that's ok. According to my mom turning 22 is a good year. You know what, I agree; the sun has been shining since Saturday! Any way, Adrian got me a mini rose plant. Smart boy, I'd rather have a potted plant than cut flowers any day. I don't like that because of Valentine's Day you pay double for flowers. Lame. I wear black every year on Valentine's Day, but I have to teach a Relief Society lesson this year and I don't want people to think I'm morbid. Although, a bit cynical.
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