I've always felt like my birthday was special because it falls on the beginning of the 12 Days of Christmas. However, ever since I graduated from high school, nearly 10 years ago, it has also fallen on either finals week or the day before finals week. This tends to put a huge damper on all celebrations (I'll always remember that awful biochemistry final I took on my birthday). When I'm 32 I think we'll be done with finals week, so I guess there is some light at the end of the tunnel. Anyway, Ty made me a perfect breakfast this year, and I had a wonderful day despite the impending finals week. (It helped that it fell on a Sunday, which is the one day that Tyler doesn't study.)
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