Yesterday I turned thirty-#*@&^%. Accordingly, this was my anthem:
The day prior, Handsome Husband whisked us all away to my happy-place (aka Jellystone, complete with requisite pic-in-ic basket)…
… but the actual anniversary of my birth fell on a work-day; thus, I was left to my own devices to celebrate. Kids in tow, I set about indulging in some favorites, without apology:
Free birthday Starbucks? Check. Donuts on the side: Double check.
Perusal of the local antique barn: Check.
Hot Springs? Check.
Lord of the Rings naptime marathon? Checkity-check.
Leverage of the occasion for pleasant attitudes & agreeable conduct from the offspring? Multiple checks.
Sprint out the door once Daddy returned to procure pedicure: Check.
Dinner at the local taco cart: Check.
My heart remains full today. I’m grateful.