Yep, the big bad 26 years old (or something). Honestly, I am not the hugest fan of my birthday (yep, debbie downer over here), but whatever. The internet in my house gave out on me yesterday, so I’m sippin’ on a birthday frappachino at Starbucks blogging away (go cool kid, go), while Michelle bounces Miss Marlowe up and down. Later we’re gonna go on a hunt for little baby sunglasses. Tonight is Pizzeria with a few friends and family. Then Eric’s new (made up?) band will be playing at the bar a half block from my house. Basically, a friend needed a filler band for the show, asked Eric to join, they had one practice, and are playing tonight… it should be interesting. As long as they don’t sing happy birthday, it will be fun. If I hear happy birthday sung at all (even joking) I’m running for the hills (or the door) with my bright red embarrassed face.
Have a great weekend guys!
Also, Thanks so much on all the great food ideas for the mesh teether! I haven’t gone to the store, so I’ve used what I’ve had at home. She’s digging the apples and loving tomatoes! Thanks again 🙂 🙂