Today I am 26. That’s weird to say. I refuse to think I’m in my “late twenties” yet, but I think this is my last year of avoiding that tag. If you would have told me 2, 5, 10 years ago that I would be living and restoring an historic home in the city I was born in, I would have laughed in your face. But here we are.

That’s right…I was actually born here. My family lived in a little podunk town not far from here, and there was no hospital (or at least not a good one…I’ve never gotten the whole story), so they drove over. A rare snowstorm kept them from leaving…which was a good thing because I was born that night. I hear that I was delivered with gold surgical gloves, which I think totally explains my passion for all things gold (makes sense, right?).

Four years earlier, Charles was born in the same hospital. And now it’s likely that our kids will be born in that hospital one day. It wouldn’t be so weird except for the fact that my family never lived in this town, and we moved an hour and a half away when I was just a few months old. Small world!

And just in case you were wondering, Leonardo DiCaprio turns 38 today (sorry Leo, I’m married), Demi Moore is 50, and both Mark Sanchez and Victor Cruz share my exact birth date. Happy birthday to us! :)