The one where she is no longer a teenager.

I hate to sound like a broken record, but where does the time go?
Lolo left her teenage years in the dust this weekend.

I got out the 'celebration' plate and before I could write on it Lolo did.

I won't go on and on about how wonderful she is; been there, done that. 

 A low key weekend. She worked all of Saturday, (her actual day of birth) we had some food delivered and she had prezzies to open in the evening. 

 She is excited about getting gifts....and surprisingly, the power puff girls paper made her happy too.

We rented a movie and chillaxed.

Sunday was going to be a larger get-together/pool party. We DID sit in the hot tub for a while....IN.THE.RAIN. 

{I'm over being soggy}

A nice dinner with all her requests: Steak, sweet potato chips, fried pickles and green beans with almonds. 

And since one cookie cake isn't enough, there were two. 

 I bet you are wondering which of these I baked. 

If you guessed the top one you'd be wrong. If you guessed the bottom one you are also wrong. 

The 'kids' played Corn hole. 

 They played....and they ate.

 yeah, they ate. Would you believe that I did NOT eat one piece of the cookie cake(s)? I don't enjoy cake or cookies. I'm a loser like that. 

I heard at least 14 times this weekend: BEST BIRTHDAY EVER!

Yes, my Lolo is full of awesome-sauce. 
IF you cut her, she will actually bleed awesome-sauce...but I'd advise you to NOT cut her; she carries a knife and mace. You know, just for the fun of it. 

Next year, Vegas. Or so I'm told. I'll believe it when I see it. 

XOXO