Day’s Verse:
Every time you criticize someone, you condemn yourself. It takes one to know one. Judgmental criticism of others is a well-known way of escaping detection in your own crimes and misdemeanors. But God isn’t so easily diverted. He sees right through all such smoke screens and holds you to what you’ve done.
Romans 2:1-2
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For my birthday, we went yesterday and saw the new Star Trek movie for free using some tickets I got from work five months ago. I greatly enjoyed myself and aside from that all I have to say is I also enjoyed the Bad Astronomy review of the movie.

Then today I went for a nice 70-mile ride up to New Hampshire along the Nashua River Rail Trail, which is about 11 miles long and delightfully FLAT. Sadly, though, I hit a chipumk that ran across my path; I was going too fast to stop or dodge and squarely flattened it (as a side note, I’ve hit potholes and sticks that gave me a harder bump, but I’ve never felt so awful about hitting something before). I hope it didn’t suffer too much. I feel bad, but I couldn’t have done anything differently. And, truth be told, I’m just glad it wasn’t something bigger, like a squirrel, that might have caused me to have a nasty accident.

On the way home I got to see a town parade in, I think, Ayer. It was very picturesque and small-town-ish, but I had “Scotland the Brave” stuck in my head for hours thereafter thanks to their bagpipe troupe. Why does every parade have to have bagpipes?

That was my entire birthday. I received a gift from Ian’s family, and of course the camera I got last month was Ian’s birthday gift for me. It feels odd to turn 25 with no fanfare, but I’m OK with it. I still have that little-kid “Oh I hope my birthday is special and people surprise me with wonderful things!” mentality deep down, but mostly I’m content to wander around barefoot with my camera and try to see our apartment complex with different eyes.

Campbell's Outside

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3 thoughts on “25 Years Feels Exactly Like 24 Years, 11 Mos., 30 Days

  1. Happy Birthday, Katie! It sounds like, even though there wasn’t a huge party, you had a really nice, beautiful day full of inspiring pictures…hopefully none of the chipmunk!

    I suppose we can’t snowshoe anymore but maybe we could go to Rockport sometime together and do Rockport, tourist-style.

  2. The big quarter century mark! As you get older, it seems that for the most part you have to orchestrate your own birthday excitement.

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