My birthday is Wednesday. I'll be 21!

You know what that means? I can go to the casino! And clubs! Oh, yeah, and, ya know, I guess I can drink... legally... but whatever! Casino! I've been upset ever since I turned 18 that I can gamble, but I can't go into casinos because they have BARS in them.

And besides that, it's my birthday, which I always look forward to because I can do whatever I want and use "it's my birthday" as an excuse.

Last year I dressed up super fancy, but this year I'm holding back a little and only wearing a sundress and a small tiara. I left my full tiara at home.

I won't be having a big party this year because I have too much skool work to do.

But this weekend I took a break and made this: [link]

It's not done yet, but it's an owl pillow for Erin. It'll be her very late Christmas gift, because I was making her a painting, but instead of the awesome vision in my head, it turned out looking like gross. Besides, I procrastinate something terrible on painting. Sewing is my stronger suit. I even drew up this pattern myself! Sorry to ruin the surprize, but expect the finished product soon, Erin!