Today is my 26th birthday. No, this isn’t a post designed to solicit birthday wishes from my readers (although I’ll be happy to receive them if you are of a mind to leave some for me). Really, it’s a rumination on my first quarter century. Here’s what I’ve accomplished:

  • I’ve graduated from high school and college, without ever failing a class and only cheating on one test, with negligible success. I suck at both cheating and lying, apparently.
  • I got my drivers’ license on my first attempt and (knock on wood) have not yet caused a collision while driving. I’ve been told, variously by my mother and by my high school friends that I am both an excellent driver and a terrible driver. I have no idea how to respond to this, other than to say that my clean record speaks for itself. Right?
  • I met and married the love of my life. No word yet on procreation, but at least I have half of the process accomplished 🙂
  • I got a tattoo, 2 weeks after I turned 18. No, I didn’t really think that one through.
  • I’ve partaken of a variety of wines, beers and mixed drinks and still prefer the first alcohol I ever had: NyQuil. Just kidding. I guess the second alcohol I ever had is still my favorite; amaretto sours are delish!
  • I’ve lived and worked in New York City. What an amazing place… it’s less scary every time I visit. For the most part.
  • I’ve saved lives. Preventatively, at the very least. Being a lifeguard was satisfying on many levels: 1- life saving, of course. 2- tanning. 3- getting paid to tan.
  • I’ve taught high school math. At one point in my youth, I thought it was my calling. At many, MANY points during that year, I realized it definitely was NOT.
  • I once attended a Star Trek convention. ‘Nuf said.
  • I’ve worked for my mentor. I don’t think I appreciated it at the time, but working for this particular woman was really quite an honor. I learned so much… I wouldn’t be half so good at what I do now if it weren’t for her.
  • I’ve gone potluck for a roommate and wound up with a best friend and perhaps the only female I’m truly compatible living with.
  • I’ve watched my best friends settle down in Birmingham while I frolicked around Mobile and now Auburn. Nothing wrong with these places, I just miss my girls.
  • I found that I really can write a novel. And it wasn’t nearly as hard as I thought it would be.
  • God has taught me more about patience than I could have ever guessed I needed to learn. Long-term planning is something I plan to do sometime in the long term. I have learned to be satisfied with what I have, right now.
  • I have perfected the art of procrastination. I am actually writing this post one week prior to my birthday, which sounds like the opposite of procrastination, I know, but what’s really going on is I’m putting off writing on my novel, which needs to happen. Soon.
  • I still have two of my wisdom teeth.
  • I have read Pride and Prejudice at least four times in the last six years. I can’t seem to get enough of it! Same with the entire Harry Potter series. I’ve read them all at least four times each… most of them five or six times. I’m trying to branch out and read something new this month. I’ll let you know how that turns out.
  • I’ve been a member of three churches, none of which I currently attend on a regular basis. Gotta get on that.
  • I have become an avid and successful online apparel shopper. I thought I hatedshopping! Nope, I enjoy browsing online. I just don’t enjoy browsing in a store. With other people. And with salespeople. Ew.
  • I have been to Disney World five times. Never enjoyed it more than I did when I went as an adult.
  • I’ve had twenty-five birthdays and the ones that I remember most are the ones where I acted like a jerk. Once, when I turned four, I pouted and sulked when the party was coming to a close and I wanted to keep playing with my cousin. And when I turned twenty, I spent the morning with my fiance in Mobile and drove four hours home to spend the evening with my family and I can’t remember exactly what happened, but I specifically recall taking a perfectly good book (well, it actually was a terrible book) and ripping out each page and stomping around my bedroom in circles and making a huge mess. I think I was a crazy person for the afternoon.
  • I’ve filed taxes like, ten times.
  • One of my front two teeth is fake, as a result of abrupt contact with a glass storm door. I don’t recommend running through a doorway unless you know there isn’t a sheet of glass between you and your destination.
  • I have never once met anyone more famous than Miss America (Heather Whitestone), nor have I seen Dave Matthews in concert, despite numerous attempts.
  • I was once an obsessive fan of the band of brothers, Hanson. Yes, it’s true. And no, I’m not ashamed to admit it.

I could continue, but I think that just about sums up the first quarter century I’ve been on this planet. What’s in store for the next? I can’t think of anything special that happens when a person turns 26… I suppose most major milestones in a person’s life have already passed by this point. But certainly, with that list of accomplishments, I have a lot to look forward to, right?