Birthday

I turned 28 a few weeks ago......30 is getting closer and closer.  Ugh.  Regardless, I had a fabulous birthday!  Being the responsible adult I am, I worked (until 1:30) and then came home for a quick b-day nap.  You get tired when you get old.  

Beau and I went to dinner with some friends.

 

 In the above picture I was carb loading so was in an extra good mood.

 

Beau gave me this fabulous necklace and a birdbath (I don't have a picture).  He did good.

 We also had a yummy carrot cake from a local bakery, Leave it to Liz (check it out).

 

 I posed with my cake and thought Mamie was posing for the picture too.  However, the sneaky weezle just wanted my cake (exhibit picture right).

 That weekend I went to dinner with my BFs. I like having birthday celebrations stretched out.  It's like birthday Chanukah.

These cards were from my co-workers.  I'm sensing a common theme.

The following conversation is becoming a frequent one in my house:

Me: My muscles are sore.

Beau: Of course they are, you're 30 years old.

I may kill him before my actual 30th b-day.