IT'S MY BIRTHDAY

IT'S MY BIRTHDAY, Y'ALL.

IT'S OFFICIAL.

I AM EIGHTEEN YEARS OLD.




okay, okay, I know what you're thinking.

"Where have you been, Grace?"
"Did you forget you had a blog, Grace?"
"Grace... are you dead?"

And... to answer those... um...



I don't even know.


My life has been absolute insanity as of late, and because everything is starting back, I still haven't quite gotten into the rhythm of everything yet.  Hopefully a schedule will settle into itself in the not-too-distant future.

But for now, here I sit, in a room at a Walt Disney World resort, locked out of the living room while my family does who-knows-what out there.  I think I heard balloons being inflated.  Idk.

Friday, we're having a party.  My first birthday party since I turned 13.  I'm a bit excited.  (guys, they bought a 100-piece box of York patties for me.  It's sitting on the counter, mocking me.  MOCKING me because I can't open it until the party.  HOW DO I LAST THAT LONG)


So I guess that's all for this post.  Sorry for how short it is, but I decided I needed to actually post something, and it might as well be on this most important of days.

And now, if you don't mind, I'm off to stuff my face with cake.



*passes out pieces among you*

Thanks for sticking around this long, guys.  You're the best.