My last day as a 17 year old

My mommy left last night:( We dropped her off at the airport around 6:30PM. Her flight was scheduled for 7:05, but with the storms, it was delayed. Her flight keep getting delayed and didn’t leave until 10PM. Great way to end a great trip, right?

I promised myself I wouldn’t cry until I got the the car. I spent all day yesterday sulking knowing she was leaving, and saying goodbye was really hard. It was great spending so much time with her, and knowing she was leaving sucked. I felt bad because I didn’t say much at the airport. I knew if I started talking, I would start crying. Then, her being stuck at the airport for 3.5 extra hours made it harder.

I didn’t make it to the car though. As soon as I turned away, I started balling. I told Huck I’m way to emotional. I get it from my Grandmother. She lives in Florida and we would go visit her every year. I can remember every year, as we were pulling out of the driveway, she would be crying. I COMPLETELY UNDERSTAND WHY!! It sucks watching her family leave or leaving your family.

Huck feels bad because “he made me move here”. I reminded him, multiple times, I was the one with the first job interview here. I was the one that wanted to move out of Georgia. He just so happened to get a great job first.

Must change subject so I don’t cry again

Tomorrow is my 18th birthday. I keep staying I’m turning 18 for some reason, so I’m going with it. It sounds much better than 28. Eww I’m getting old.

My 27th 17th year was a great one. So many great things have happened over this last year.

I got married

We went on our Honeymoon-Mexico and Belize

I went Ice Fishing-Beaver Bay, MN

Celebrated Deena’s 30th-Key West

Surprised my family- GA

Went to my first Blog Conference-Orlando

I drank lots of Beer

I made lots of Food

It was an amazing year. So many great things happened.

I’m celebrating my Birthday doing what I love, eating and drinking with Huck and friends. {I’m not sure how I’ll be drinking since I’m only 18, but we’ll figure it out}