Only 2 weeks since my last post, NBD. At some point I'll stop pretending that I'm a regular blogger and apologize for random, sporadic absences. Or not.
Unfortunately, my blogging constipation has resulted in a backlog of posts that I need to get to... but first, let's take a quick trip back to Saturday... my cute husband's 25th birthday. #yesIrobbedthecradle
I feel bad, because the 25th birthday is kinda supposed to be The Last Big One that's fun, right? For my 25th, I had just met Mr. RH - and he bought me the Brand Spankin' New Kindle Fire.... it was a fun time!
Poor Mr. RH. I woke up at the crack of dawn on his birthday to finish random crafts before running out of town to attend my goddaughter's first birthday party. He slept in a bit but had to work late, so we didn't even spend an hour together all day.
I got him the lamest gift ever... which will arrive today, late because I'm a hot mess. Surprisingly, he didn't seem to mind that much.... which is probably because I got him shoes for his birthday.
He showed me these on Monday and I knew he had to have them... mostly because my shopper's eye sees a subtle leopard-print to the mesh pattern. It's fine if he doesn't see it, because it just makes me happy.
Seems like a plan to me.
Happy Birthday, Mr. RH. I promise not to get you shoes for your 26th. Unless you give me a lame wish list full of shoes and then really what's a girl to do?
Happy Monday!
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3 Classy Comments:
You both are so young! You still have 30 -- that's a big, fun birthday!
I didn't realize you were older than Mr. RH -- or maybe I did but forgot? I'm a year older than my husband, haha, and have had to suffer the inevitable "cougar" jokes from the beginning. But whatevs. Happy birthday to your guy!
Happy birthday, Mr. RH! I can't even remember being 25, it was so long ago.
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