Today is my birthday. Well, I can almost say 'was' my birthday as it quickly approaching midnight around these parts. Birthdays are strange things, aren't they? I feel like we all have little quirks about the day we were born and how we celebrate them, and I'm no exception. In all honesty, the last week of my 27th year wasn't the friendliest to me and mine, and my first instinct was to hide under the covers all day as I started off this new year. But I didn't.
JB and I slept in a little, and since it was extremely rainy, windy and just basically gross outside, we just relaxed and had a lazy morning. I wanted to get out of the house so we headed to a few of our local haunts and then did a little B&N date.
We hit up our favorite vintage store in town, Our Old Stuff, and I bought myself a little birthday gift. This is a Hornsea teapot, circa 1973. Who do those flowers remind you of? ;)
After going out for a Mexican dinner (my fav) with my folks, we headed back to their place where we were joined by my aunt and uncle to have some mini cupcakes. Sidenote: JB loves miniature food, he says it makes him feel like a giant. That boy is funny.
JB got me some new shoes! My grey TOMS bit the dust quite awhile back and I have been eyeing these babies for quite some time. The red feels fancy!
My dad picked this little guy out for me, and I love him! He's super teeny, and his head opens as a lid to house something very small, like a little secret hiding place. I think he needs a name!
My parents, my in-laws, and my aunt and uncle all made nice contributions to the picture taking machine fund, and JB also got me the Design*Sponge book and Bridesmaids on DVD. Another highlight was a voicemail from my cousin's three kids, ages 6, 4, and 2, all wishing this Auntie Bird a happy birthday. All in all, it was a great day, leaving me feeling very loved. It was probably best I got out from under those sheets after all.