I felt weird about turning 27. Twenty-Seven… I am now in my late twenties. 27. 27. 27! I keep saying it out loud, and I keep feeling weird about it. Am I supposed to be grown up now? I am not. Not really, not yet. Will I ever be? Do you ever truly feel ‘grown up’? I dont’ know.
On my Birthday I had some people coming over for a traditional Danish Birthday celebration. That entails homemade buns, coffee, tea and cake(s). Matt was also there, and on the evening before my Bday we went out for a meal to celebrate. I decided I wanted to go to Hard Rock Café (big surprise I know ?) and it was as always good service and yummy classic American food.
I’m glad I went out the night before because I would truly have been too tired on my Birthday to do much, as I had to get up early to bake and prepare. I had a really lovely weekend with Matt and my family, and I got some pretty awesome presents too. Thank you to everyone who made my 27th Birthday special ❤️