Celebrating 30 this evening with pizza and beer (for everyone else. Apple juice for the under 5 crowd… and me). Just saw the weather report and apparently I’m dreaming of a white birthday.
In other news, “the Judds’ “Love Can Build a Bridge” is making me weep while I clean our house. I blame pregnancy hormones. And an embarassingly obsessive love of 90s country music.
Karma earned over years of ridiculing holiday lawn inflatables has caught up with me. Every day Stumps begs me to drive all over town looking for “Christmas bouncy houses” and asks when we are putting ours out in the yard.