Saturday Celebration

Arrington Vineyards was the setting for my 30th birthday celebration. The weather was perfect, as fall was in the air. The food and wine was flavorful. The time spent with friends was priceless. (I am not a big on wine, but I actually found a wine that I liked, Gewurztraminer.)

Damien surprised me with a sweet poem and a photo collage (for all to see), which I will share in a post tomorrow.

Most of the crew

Damien and I

Fun Photo Friday

Just in time for Halloween and the Election. I have heard and seen many things relating to this silly idea of redistribution of wealth, and the more I see of it, the more I think it is silly.

Getting His Tan On

If you have dogs, you may know this, but dogs love to lay in the sun. Sophie searches for places in the house where the sun is and she lays there for hours. Turbo loves to bask in the sun as well. Turbo can tolerate it longer than Sophie. I think because Sophie is black and attracts the sun more so that Turbo. However, I am not sure if Turbo likes the sun or snow better. Remember their snow pictures?

My 30th and my booty

Most of you know, that yesterday, I turned 30. I have to say, it wasn't bad. I don't really feel any older, but now, when someone asks me how old I am, I have to say 30. That's the scary part, I am no longer able to say 29. I spent the day, kind of like my birthday last year, grocery shopping, but with a different ending. Instead of going to bible study like last year, my parents and a family friend came to my house and took me to dinner. We went to what my husband calls the Adcock (my maiden name) family restaurant, Logan's (as we frequent the establishment a lot). At the end of the meal, everyone, except my Dad, ordered a brownie dessert. He ordered one of those mini desserts. The brownies were huge!! We could've shared 2 of them instead of getting our own. I brought home my leftover brownie and told Damien about it today. I told him it was in the refrigerator if he wanted some. I came home anticipating brownie, and he ate it all!!! It's okay, I have more chocolate coming my way tomorrow night at my birthday outing.

I bet you are wondering, what's the booty in your title referencing? I am not referring to my tush, but the gifts that I received. Damien got me a kitchen mixer, mini muffin pan, some bowl caddies, pampered chef cookie scoops, mini spatulas and flowers. My friend, former co-worker, Karen, sent me flowers as well. My parents got me a blazer, 2 shirts and get this...a taser.  I was a little scared about receiving a taser, but it makes sense.  You never know when you may not feel so safe and need something extra to protect yourself. (I know what you are thinking, I am going to leave a comment and say, don't tase me bro!)  All this to say, don't mess with me, I am armed and dangerous :)

Close up of the taser...it's the little black thingy towards the front.

Correction

In a previous post, I copied someone's bail out plan.  I should have done my homework on it, as the math was incorrect. (Thank you Nick for pointing this discrepancy out.) We would not get 425,000 per person, unfortunately. We would get $425. (If I got the zeros right on the calculator.) 200,000,000 goes into 85,000,000,000, 425 times. Bummer, I sure would have like that extra cash, like it would have happened.

Now for the person who wrote that original plan and emailed it to everyone, he needs a math tutor....maybe he was the child that was left behind. 

Balance This

It's amazing how fast Dylan is growing and all that he is learning. His latest accomplishment is sitting up. Granted, he can't do it that long, but he's so cute when he does it. I cannot believe that he's going to be 5 months old in 9 days. It's been such an honor to stay at home and be there for everything, and I thank God and Damien every day for the opportunity.  When I swell up with pride and tears, when Dylan delights me, I think about God and how he must feel to watch His children. It's like my feelings amplified by like trillions.