Last Saturday, sandwiched in between finishing my final in Socio-Economic Theories and writing my final paper for Law and Psychiatry, I went to Brooke's annual birthday party, Spring Bash. This was Spring Bash VIII (8 for those of you that didn't pay attention when your teacher taught you Roman numerals). So, she's 26, and I've known her for EIGHT years now. Eight. That's a lot of good times :)
Brooke getting Birthday love from my cousin Mel
You know me, now you know Mel
Chris and I thankful for non-alcoholic drinks!
Brooke's Birthday Cups (it makes sense, go with it)Happy Birthday Brooke!
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