The 8th was my birthday. My family and friends had a surprise birthday party for me on Sunday. I knew something was fishy way before. My mom was telling secrets with my fiance and my best friend. Sunday morning, my oldest daughter starts cleaning the house without being asked, told and then threatened within an inch of her life. OK I can see picking up some toys and color papers, but she was doing the dishes and helping sack up the trash.
My mom got me a pretty picture, some shower gel and lotion and a smurfette watch. When I was a lil girl I used to dream that I would turn into Smurfette. My mom and cousin actually thought about painting me blue one day while I was taking a nap. Imagine my disappointment if they had and the paint washed off.
My sister gave me a black cherry candle set (mmmm), a chocolate melter (double mmmm) and a wedding album.
My dad gave me money and Sharon gave me a gift card. Caitie made me a necklace. Matt and Hallie didn't fight- well didn't fight much. Abby gave this cute lil sign for my flower garden. It says, "A Friend is God's way of showing he doesn't want us to walk alone." And then my honey bunny got me the PBR cowboy hunk calendar and a really pretty heart shaped silver belt buckle.
You can imagine the ruckus the calendar caused. Every one of us gals was like, "Let me see! Quit hoggin!" Then mom tried to smuggle it out with her when she was leaving. But now I need to find a belt for my buckle. Matt and I went shopping the other day after his doctor appointment but I came in empty handed.
I wish I had pictures. I'll have to get a hold of my sister and get her to send me some.