Jen, Jackie and me
Is my lucky number? Yesterday was my birthday and I have decided to embrace the fact that I am 33. I'm too busy loving on my three favorite guys to care much. Live in the moment I must. If the next 33 years are anything like the past 2 years with the boys then blink and I'll miss it.
I had a nice birthday which included a pretezel from Target, "happy to you" sung to me many times throughout the day, 6 inches of snow delivered to my doorstep and dinner with friends.
Despite the snow we still managed to get together with friends. Jared planned a small gathering for me at Sangrias in Royal Oak. We had some delish Sangria, tapas and paella. Afterwards we trenched through the snow for a night cap down the street.
Today I'm dragging. I had big plans to cook/freeze for the next 2 weeks and get some housework done but that is looking highly unlikely. Kevin and I have spent the morning laying around with the boys in a big pile of blankets and pillows on the floor. They have been especially generous with kisses and hugs so I'm too busy soaking it up to attend to the busy work.