Twenty... how much?

On July 21st I turned 25. I mean, 21. (Okay... really 25, but I'm claiming 21 now. We'll just have to see how many years I stay 21...)

To me, my birthday is just kind of another day because I always just sort of have millions of things going on. This year, I didn't really have plans to do anything out of the ordinary, but my dang cute friends had other plans. :)

First off- Cory invited me to his family's house on Sunday to have a birthday dinner. My family obviously doesn't live anywhere close enough to do something like that, so his family took care of it. :) It was sooo much fun! His family is super rad, and we did all sorts of things... like getting things stuck on the roof, and playing with his cute nieces. Oh, way good food, too.

When we got back to Logan (11:45-ish) it was late, so I was figuring we'd just call it a night. Wrong. At midnight (the morning of my actual birthday) his roommate, Cameron, showed up and Whit, Cory, and Cam told me that it was time to go play. They wouldn't tell me what we were doing, but... freak it ended up rocking!

First we went to the underground tunnels at Utah State. We thought they'd be hard to get into, but oh, no... so dang easy! It was super creepy, but I loved it. It was dark and there were freaky noises and it was about 230 degrees. We took chalk down and signed our names. :)

Second- we went on a hike up Logan Canyon. It's a hike called The Green Door and it is so super fun. There is this huge tunnel in the middle of the hike, and we found the cutest little bat inside it. We scared him half to death, though. Poor thing.

The last thing we did was golfing. Now, you may not have previously known that I was a golfer. The reason you probably didn't know is because... I'm not. When I say that I'm not, I mean that... I'm not. We went to first Dam and hit balls into the water. Honestly, how hard can it be to hit a golf ball?! You swing the club... that's all. But no. I swing the club and absolutely nothing happens. Why? Nobody can really say. It was dang fun, but boy, oh boy was I bad at it.

Later that day Whit and I went out to lunch and then she took me to see The Dark Knight. Then... it was back to Pickleville. Of course. :)

Such a dang fun day! Yay for being 21.