if you want to make someone happy

I'm 22 years old as of last Saturday.

Scary, I know.

Somehow I feel like 21 is still young and free. . . but 22 means its time to get serious. It's time to get a job and stop going to school, go to bed early and not watch late night television (which I'm in love with). On the morning of my birthday my aunt Paula asked me how it felt to be 22, I told her that as long as I could remember I'd longed to be grown up so in someways it's a dream come true. But its definitely way harder than my 4 year old mind could ever imagine.

I got this in the mail: A coffee can (that I'm pretty sure I gave to Kindra full of coffee)

But inside it is a treasure. I'm mostly posting this because I feel like it's my grown up self becoming a part of the mommy-blog world. I'm not a mom (thankfully) but some moms might like this idea and could use it for an array of different birthday parties and girlfriend gifts.

Inside: A beautiful little letter penned by Brianna & Kindra.

And some letters. . . they spell my name!

And a ton of little fun things that I love!!

So the idea is that on the back of each letter is a little blurb explaining each of the random gifts and how they correspond to me and my particular delight.

The picture turned out kind of dark but it says "C is for coffee. . . because we all know you'd never be coherent without it."

Thanks ladies! You made my day!