Guys, I have some huge news for you; I am officially a woman.

That’s right folks. I am now 18 years old. Old enough to vote, buy cigarettes, lottery tickets, adult movies and old enough to go to big girl jail.

To be completely honest, I still find it all a little nuts.

I mean, I just feel like I had been 17 forever — it had to have been longer than just a year. So, it’s kind of weird to be legal adult. Like, what? I still feel like I should be going out to recess and playing kickball.

It just kind of freaks me out. I mean, I knew this was coming. Believe it or not, I actually know when my birthday is. But, it still hasn’t really sunk in. It’s just weird.

But, anyway. My actual birthday was pretty sweet. My family and I went out to The Melting Pot, you know, that restaurant that is all about fondue. I had never been there before, and after going there, I have no idea why. The food tasted like it had been prepared by angels. Seriously, just thinking about it makes me mouth water.

So, that was fantastic. And I got some pretty nice gifts: Target gift cards, Starbucks gift cards and owl statue, ect, ect.

And to top it all off, when I got back from the restaurant I got to spend the rest of my night with this really sweet guy before I went to bed.

I think this was the best birthday I’ve ever had —- the best I’ve had in a very long time at least.

If this is what being 18 is all about, then I’m for sure on board.