That's not me. I promise. I really don't demand anything. It just seems that by the time we have had a birthday dinner with Ryan's family, my family and Ryan and I just do something, a whole week of celebrating has happened. I'm 27, most people don't care that it's my birthday and I'm ok with that. (Frankly, most of the time I don't even care that it's my birthday.)
So yesterday was the beginning of that as we went to Ryan's parents for my birthday dinner.
It started out with gifts of course. I got some camera filters, seasons 3 & 4 of Friends for my viewing pleasure, and some new Toms.

Anyways, dinner of course was delicious and that's the part of birthdays that I love the most. The food and the dessert. So much goodness in one week! Oh and cheesecake....I really love cheesecake.

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