Today is my birthday and I'm sitting here in my pj's with a box of kleenex feeling old as dirt. I started celebrating last night shooting Nyquil with vodka chasers...that's how you roll when you have a cold and are old.
My precious hubs
told me to stay far away from them and if I needed anything, they would throw it to me.
All kidding aside, these 3 weirdos are the best gift anybody could have and I am the luckiest and snottiest girl on the planet. So my plan today is to watch chick flicks, play on pinterest, and pretend I have a butt load of money so I could give myself this credenza
and these lamps
and lastly these front doors
all of those things would make me do this
Happy Birthday to me!