Two months until my 40th birthday.
I’m looking for something fabulous to wear to my 40th birthday party, which will be the weekend before we go to Key West. So slightly less than 2 months from now. How even?!
Anyway – I’m kind of digging this right now:
Can’t go wrong with black.
I also like this, which is very similar:
I ended up being too sick to go, but it sounds like (and looks like in the pics) that Jackson had a fabulous time. That makes me so happy.
It’s hard to believe we’ve gone from this:
It goes so fast.
Happy birthday to my sweet boy!
I got to talk to him this morning, and that cheered me up quite a bit. I was pretty down last night.
Today has been awesome!
I’ve spent a lovely and chill day with the husband and kids. I’m sad that tomorrow is Monday. One more day please.
I feel relaxed and happy.
And…I have a box of special cookies to try later! Woo!!
The family hooked me up with some awesome gifts. The new DMB record, a Roku Ultra, and money for shopping.
The husband made me a delicious Mexican themed feast. We watched a sci fi horror flick. What more do you need?
I’m thinking no more hosting parties for a while. (Especially joint parties where I’m not in control of the invite list.) Our next party will be our Halloween bash. I’m all hosted out right now.
We are exhausted today. I took a long nap this afternoon, and I’m still excited about bedtime. Lol.
The party was mostly fun, until it wasn’t, and then I was like OMFG get the fuck out of my house already.
Oh and then there was the Great Groping Incident. And it actually was a female perv this time. She’s lucky I didn’t kick her ass.
Related to above: People don’t know how to act. A 42-year-old woman should know better. I don’t care if you’re drunk. Wtf, bitch??? I will cut you.
I kept it classy, though. I was gracious. She was wasted, and insecure. My husband is hot. Her husband is not. So thanks for coming, see ya next time…gtfo now please and thank you.
If you could have seen the look on D’s face! I’ve never seen him so uncomfortable. He gave me this pleading look like please get me out of this mess. The lesson here? Women can cross the line, too. Sexual harassment goes both ways.
Keep your fucking hands to yourself until you have consent to do otherwise. This isn’t hard.
I’m more thankful than ever for our core group of good friends. ❤️❤️❤️
So this is 39!
My husband likes to make weird faces when we take pics.