Friday was five years since the car accident, which means I’m medically considered ‘okay’ now. I went five years without a seizure and regained more than fifty percent of the memories I had lost (I’d have to guess around 65%). I’m happy with that.
Saturday was my 24th birthday.
I woke up and got ready to celebrate right off the bat. I showered and did my hair and makeup, I packed my bags for my trip to Indy, and I called my mom so she could sing to me. My boyfriend took me to lunch and then to dessert at the places of my choice, and we ate until we couldn’t eat any more! He gave me a bag of goodies for my mini road trip and a card with a handwritten coupon for one free outfit of my choice. Perfect gift.
At three in the afternoon I picked up my good friend and we hit the road for Indianapolis. We listened to old school jams on the drive and talked about every topic under the sun. We arrived in Indy four hours later and met up with another good friend who made us a big feast of a dinner. We ate, enjoyed some birthday cake and drinks, and then proceeded to get all dolled up to hit the town. We left the apartment around 11pm and went to Kilroys. It was packed but we managed to get a table, and we grabbed a waitress to get a quick picture of us.