Open When You're 50

Alright, I know all of you are here to find out how I slept in my new queen bed last night. Sorry I made you wait all day to find out (currently 9:42 p.m.) so I'll just cut to the chase. I slept terrible. Seriously didn't fall asleep until after 4 in the morning.

But...it was not the bed's fault.

I already cannot handle caffeine very well, meaning I'll drink coffee at 9 a.m. and still can't fall asleep that night. And my dumb self went and drank a caramel MooLate (caramel + coffee + ice cream all blended up into creamy, magical goodness) from Dairy Queen at 9 p.m. Seriously. 9. At night. Caffeine. I knew it wouldn't end well, but I did it anyways. #BadToTheBone #BadGirl #Baddy #DareDevil #Risky #WorthIt

So round 2 tonight, but no caffeine has entered the system for approx 23 hours, so I should be in the clear.

Anyways, my beautiful mommy turns 50 tomorrow!!! Yes, yes, I know she literally looks 30 years old, but it's true. Half a century - five decades - 50 YEARS on this Earth. That's quite an accomplishment if you ask me. Especially dealing with me as a child (that's no joke). For one of her birthdays, I made her a set of those cute "Open When..." envelopes. One of them is titled "Open When... It's your 50th Birthday". I don't even remember making these envelopes, let alone what I said in this specific one, so I'm quite excited to see what it holds tomorrow morning. If it's nothing too embarrassing, maybe I'll share what it says 😉.

Check back in tomorrow to see if I reveal the secret message muahaha it's like a cliffhanger you basically have to read tomorrow's blog too (genius on my part).

Only joking! (kinda)

I'm thinking about writing about life tomorrow in honor of my mom completing another year of life. Could get real deep, but you gotta stay tuned to find out.

Just Julia

Side note: What I'm about to share is completely unrelated to anything I've said so far, but I was just thinking about how much joy this moment brought me and I feel the need to share. If you know me, literally if you've known me for 2 minutes, you'll know I love Thomas Rhett. I pulled into my garage after work today and Look What God Gave Her was playing, but I turned my car off mid song, so the music died but I kept singing. Now I HATE my singing voice. It's seriously so bad, BUT in that little moment where the music cut and I was still singing, I got the idea to belt the song as loud as I could. I was alone in my car in the garage, there was no one there to hear it, so what was stopping me from doing so? So that's what I did. I SANG (lots of emphasis on SANG) that song to myself in my car. The amount of joy that that little moment brought me is actually insane. I sat and laughed with myself for a good minute after my little concert was done. Life has been a little heavy lately, and this little 3 minute sing-this-song-like-my-life-depends-on-it jam session made it seem a little lighter. I highly, highly, encourage you to try it out.

Okay now seriously,

Just Julia :)