after telling everyone i'd be turning 29 for weeks, i had the awesome realization that i'm an idiot! i'm only turning 28, silly! at least i wasn't goofing up in the wrong direction - what a bummer that would be, huh? nah, i probably wouldn't care.
anyway, i had a wonderful birthday. we had only been home for a day, and since we had just spent the last two weeks doing some of the coolest stuff you can possibly do, i spent a good portion of my birthday stripping the beds, catching up on laundry, straightening up the disaster of a house we were left with from unpacking, arranging the fresh wildflowers the little neighbor girl stopped by with, and going for a nice, long walk with the dog. i loved it. it felt so good to be home, resting, and getting back into the swing. we kind of stretched my birthday out a from friday to saturday, since doug had a bunch of work to catch up on, making his work day long. once it was time to party though, we got food at one of our favorite restaurants, went to Toy Story 3, ate a bunch of popcorn, hung out at our favorite museum, and just enjoyed being home. doug also took me shopping to pick out my birthday present - a pair of Toms i've been wanting - but after just acquiring my Bensimons, I passed and instead just enjoyed the day. because it was a good one.