happy birthday to me.

I'm 21 now.  Big surprise, I feel the same.

Behold:

 Yes.  That's what you think it is.  A magnificent, if petite cookie decorated by professional cookie decorator me (as a sort of birthday gift to myself) in honor of towel day.  Sadly, it did not make it to the 25th.  I ate it in an airport in Houston, because keeping it un-smashed on the plane was just too hard.  And I can't not eat cookies.