It’s ok… because you just turned… 28!*

My brother texted me this morning with a “Happy 31st birthday!”. Um. Thanks? You must not have been paying attention last year. You know, when I actually did turn 31. Heh. Oh well, at least he remembered it was my birthday.

Anyways, I had a pretty fun pre-birthday weekend. On Saturday, we pigged out at Jen and Drew’s house. I am very thankful for Costco New York strip steaks. $5.89 a pound, yo. On Sunday, my family came over to my house for chinese food and a Coldstone ice cream cake.

This morning I woke up around 8 to nurse the baby. While feeding Wesley, I heard all sorts of commotion in the kitchen and went downstairs to find John and Evelyn preparing me a nice breakfast of omelettes and hashbrowns. Except John forgot to actually cook the hashbrowns. They’re currently tucked away in our freezer to be used for another occasion.

I took pictures, of course. You will notice the absolute insanity going on in the kitchen. Apparently John couldn’t figure out which utensil best suited his omelette needs, so he used four spatulas. Good thing he threw all the dishes in the dishwasher afterwards. He even wiped up the stove after he was done. Man, too bad my birthday isn’t every day.

Here’s the final product. Evelyn’s about to sample the goods.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

John tried to take a picture of me with the omelette, but um. hello. I just woke up. so yeah, NO.

Do you like my gigantic coffee cup? I have at least two of those everyday. No wonder my stomach is jacked up.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

This picture gives me the cold sweats. TWO cutting boards, gross misuse of bowls, egg remnants drying on the granite countertops, large knife left in reach of small children, handle turning out towards said small children.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Ugh

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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On Saturday, Jen ordered a fabulous birthday cake for myself and Andrew. Red Velvet!
Please disregard Andrew’s hairy arm. Thank you.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Group shot! As you can see, a few kids wandered into the picture. They were drawn in by the cake. Of course my kid is front and center.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Sunday:

Elliott is sooo cute. Lisa’s alright.

Evelyn likes to tell me “Elliott’s my new cousin”

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

He’s so cute you get two. Count ‘em. TWO. pictures.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

My coldstone ice cream cake. No one had candles so John lit a match and stuck it in the middle. Afterwards, the kitchen smelled like… bathroom. Heh heh

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Why yes, the cake is Oreo. Why do you ask?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Of course HE liked the cake. He had two pieces.

HA HA, Oliver just saw this picture and said “He has MUSTACHE!”

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Crap. This kid’s starting to crawl. and yes, he still closes his eyes when I take his picture.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Speaking of, he’s been crying for a while. I should probably go see what’s up. SIGH. Go to sleep, dude! It’s time for mommy to watch some tv you to go to bed!

*Name the quote

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