My 21st couldn't even be even more special with waking up and having my boyfriend already having breakfast ready for me. But first it calls for him waking me up at waking me up at 8:00 in the morning because I was born at some point 8:40 back east in a Springfield hospital December 20th 8:40 am in the morning Wednesday of 1995 and now it's 20 years later and I am now 21 living in Idaho practically on my own with my loving boyfriend who brought me home a cheesecake after he went and picked up my medication that we kept periodically forgetting we had to pick up for my headaches. And no, I don't plan on going Bar hopping on my sweet 21st. I am more of the simple person and I actually would prefer not to get what typical younger generations of this year call "Shit-Face" with a "Hangover" the next morning and forget the delightful cheers of the season that I could have possibly missed five days before Christmas on this lovely Tuesday the December 20th of 2016. I watched my boyfriend off to work around noon and then later on we plan on making a 3 layered tier cake hopefully of the dragon cake pan. I hope our challenge of making a 3 color box cake is a success and not a complete flop.