Last Monday was my birthday. It was easily the best one I've ever had.
It all started Sunday...I had a 3 hour uninterrupted nap.
It was divine.
That night, my sweet husband had a few friends over for dessert to celebrate...it was a surprise. I jumped and almost cussed when I walked in the door and everyone screamed at me.
We had delicious cheesecake and there was lots of talking.
I actually lost my voice.
But it was totally worth it.
The next morning I woke and decided the day would be best spent thrifting.
And it was.
Look what I found:
I think I have a problem. I can't see one of these without buying it.
So what started as a cute owl trivet purchase has quickly turned into a family of 8....and a weird obsession.
They live on my green credenza.
And I think I should stop buying them...because it's getting kind of creepy.
Also I found a new thrift store in town called Thrift City.
It definitely is competition for the Will.
I found AMAZING clothes (which I definitely need more of) for $.50-$1.50.
It was like a humongous yard sale.
My mom and dad gave me a watch (which I've become a collector of) and I love it:
My wrist looks totally manly in that picture...I'm not sure why. And the hair on my arm doesn't help the cause.
It's a harm...that's hand/arm.
King of like cankle.
I feel like I'm getting off track here.
About a year ago I was talking to my friend Lisa about a little old shack that I've fallen in love with. It sits right off the highway and we pass it every time we drive into/out of town...have I mentioned that Forest Grove is in the middle of NOWHERE??
So the shack is practically falling over and hasn't been cared for in years. For some reason I really love it...and when we move away and leave this life in Oregon, I know this is one of the things that will stick out in my mind.
She's an amazing photographer, and for my birthday she gave me this framed print...:
...and truffles of course.
Everyone should have a friend like her.
Dylan is sending me to the spa for my birthday...it really is the best gift ever. It's a facial, massage, manicure, and pedicure. And I plan to go to lunch afterwards. And rumor has it that there are some bins near there...which I've never been to. It's going to be 4 hours of total relaxation.
Not to rub it in.
But I'm pretty excited.
I received calls, texts, treats, and gifts on my birthday. I felt completely spoiled.
It was wonderful.
Oh, and this has nothing to do with owl hoarding or birthdays, but Beckham has been potty training for 2 days. And has only had 1 accident.
I'm sure it's a fluke, but it's thrilling really.
I just keep thinking about how this is the last time I'll ever potty train again.
And I'm pretty excited about it.
ps: I got a HUMONGOUS mirror at a yard sale this weekend and can't wait to repaint it. Hopefully tomorrow.