21 and counting...

So... I've come to the conclusion that unless you are a raging alcoholic turning 21 is just like turning 19 or 20, just another year older. And since I am not a raging alcoholic, that's what it was like for me. But despite doing pretty much nothing on my birthday, it was a good day. My dad took me and Jay out for supper, even though we ended up using our gift certificate and my sister watched Ayden and Alexis for us. It was nice not having to worry about what he would eat and making him sit still and everything. Plus there probably wasn't much at the restaurant that he would have eaten anyways.