Happy Birthday to Me

Came back from Dallas late Sunday night. Mark had left earlier that afternoon for Atlanta, so by the time I got home the babysitter had been there more than 6 hours!

Monday was a blur. Got the kids off to school, then called to get a massage. "Can you be here in 15 minutes?" they asked. Not very relaxing but then I enjoyed a 15-minute whirlpool bath with citrus aromatherapy and a great massage! Sushi for lunch and a little shopping before I had to pick up the kids. Then for dinner, Charisse, Tim, and I took the kids to Aldaco's for a little mexican food and prickly pear margaritas.



Charisse brought these yummy hot fudge buttercream cupcakes!



My favorite gift: a tiny cake fork with a cake on top, from Connie. The picture doesn't do it justice. It's so adorable! I've already had to get on the kids about leaving it alone. Couldn't find it and Lucas showed me that he had put it in the silverware drawer! Then I caught Jacob with it upstairs. Mine, mine, MINE! Grrrrrr.



Is it just me, or are birthday cards getting funnier and funnier?



It was a great day. 39 will be just fine.