You tell me, is 28 a big deal? Was it to you? It wasn't to me. and apparently to Michelle it was just like any other day. In fact, she told me she kept forgetting it was her birthday, except for all the Facebook birthday wishes (thanks, friends!) I think she kept forgetting because she's old now! HA! For me, 28 just meant I was absolutely closer to 30 than to 25. Either way, she had a good birthday. I got her something she seems to not have enough of. An apron. It's the one she's wearing in that picture over there. There's a great store in town called Mr. Moons. It's one of my favorite places. Such cool stuff. Anyway, I thought about getting her a few other things first;1. A cat, but decided that would bring a slow and painful death to me because of my acute allergy to those furry things.
2. A tattoo on my shoulder of a heart with her name in the middle. I mean, come on, nothing says I love you like a Sharpie drawn heart.
Alas, I settled on the apron. She loves it.
Happy Birfday, baby!
1 comments:
Sweet birthday apron. I think 28 is a big awesome deal!
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