Birthday

Birthdays are funny things. Today I am 21. The big 2-1. Now, of course I am not old enough to be dreading birthdays or counting backwards every year, but this one, for some reason, I actually feel a little different. The alcohol freedom that accompanies this birthday means nothing to mean. I don't drink. Still won't. But, it makes me feel a little bit more like an adult.

Tonight, for my birthday, I am going to Portland with my family, Daimian, and my best friend, Berry to have dinner at the Old Spaghetti Factory and introduce my parents to the wonderfulness that is Voodoo Donuts. After that, we are going to work with Bridgetown ministries and do an outreach called Night Strike. We get to take clothes, food, and hygiene kits to the homeless in Portland and we even get to wash their feet and provide them with new, warm socks. We also take roses to prostitutes on the sidewalks and simply share the love of Jesus. I am so excited. This is so much better than a birthday party! :)

Lets be honest though... A great gift would be a Blazer win too ;)