
...sharing a bowl of chips and salsa with your best bud is a great way to spend a nice summer afternoon.
There's the timer on the washer. Bye!! ...and there's the baby too.

But first I want to say a little something about Valentines. So, I'm always a sap for greeting card commercials and the one that made me a little teary eyed this year was the cute one where the little boy was asking his mom who her Valentine was and he was saying things like who do you get in trouble with and so on and the mom was telling him Daddy (I know you know what I'm talking about). Anyways, I love that commercial because it makes me laugh because that is how I feel about Aaron. He is my bestest friend who I just love to hang out with and laugh with and raise these 3 crazy girls with.
It was my birthday yesterday. I love that day. There is just something about feeling special on my birthday that makes me happy. I had a great day. I was woken up with breakfast in bed (corn pops) and then got lonely so got up and ate with the rest of them at the table. Aaron spoiled me with new clothes, shoes, etc. Ally gave me a tub of licorice and Avery gave me a book. Aaron also wrote me this. It made me happy. So did the above flowers that he bought me without him even knowing. The girls and I spent the better part of the day at Costco and then laying out in the hammock reading while the girls played. I ended it with a great dinner at Cheesecake Factory (thanks Gram for the gift card). Thanks everyone for making my birthday special with emails, Facebook messages and phone calls. I love my birthday!
This guy is the love of my life and today is his BIRTHDAY! I'm so excited for him. He is the greatest husband and father.
About a year ago I went and had a very expensive, crappy pedicure. I came home and declared that I don't need to spend money on that crap and I can do them just as good myself. Well, the wrong ears (Aaron) were listening and he held me to it. Until yesterday.... I begged, bargained, guilted and posted on Facebook that I needed a pedicure. Aaron finally gave in. I did however turn it around and made it seem like it was all his idea and I deserved it (it's my way of not feeling so dang selfish). I was not going to spend the big money however, I was going to my local Vietnamese owned nail salon where there is probably every fungus floating around. I didn't care, they were the cheapest and do an okay job. Nevermind the fact that I can't understand a single word besides "pick color" and "put feet here". I'm okay with that. I didn't want to talk anyways because the next best thing to the cheapness is the great trashy magazines at every chair. Nothing says relaxing than having someone else rub my feet and paint my toenails while I catch up on my Glamour, Allure and Cosmo. Ahh, zen, right there!