This Saturday was my BFF Casi's birthday.
|There are dinosaur candles on that cake.|
Since our third musketeer just had a baby, we celebrated at her house with some delicious food and lawn games.
|Her birthday falls on Flag Day. 'Murica|
The Oreo cake I baked her last year was such a hit that she requested it again. I think it tasted even better while sober and able to fully appreciate it.
My own birthday is on Thursday. 2013 was the exciting year of 30th birthdays in for my friends and me. After all that excitement, it's hard to muster up much for my 31st birthday, which just seems anticlimatic.
Last year, I ran 30 miles and then enjoyed much wine with friends. This year, I don't really have any celebration plans, other than Eric and I going to our favorite Mexican restaurant, and baking a delicious cake. I feel that we should obviously go somewhere that you couldn't possibly bring a child to, and take advantage of this adults only summer. But I don't have any other ideas and all I really want to do is sleep and bake and go to the Farmer's Market (it's the first Thursday of summer so I can go) and eat Mexican food.
The rest of the weekend was mainly spent with my favorite hobbies - reading and sleeping. In addition, I worked on my new favorite hobby, trying to get video of this kid contorting my stomach. It looks so weird but he stops every time I try to tape it. According to What to Expect, these next four weeks will be the most active. I love it, especially when I wake up in the morning and he's pushing on the side like he's trying to escape. That sounds sarcastic but it's not, I mean it.
I've been getting increasingly concerned because pregnancy is making me so incredibly clumsy. Apparently the Relaxin, which is the hormone responsible for loosening all the ligaments so the baby can come out, flows through your entire body, even your hands. I don't really understand why they need to be looser, but we can file that in the ever growing file of "weird pregnancy symptoms I never would have guessed". I actually almost took out the baby in the above picture while playing ladder ball on Saturday, despite the fact that he was nowhere near our game.
I drop everything, and I'm getting more and more nervous about dropping and cracking the most expensive item I own, my phone. I suspect my 7 month old Five and Below case won't protect it. I've wanted an Otterbox (the most protective case ever) for a while, but they are so expensive (read: more than $5).
All this was to say that I got a $15 groupon for an Otterbox today and it made me so happy. Except now I feel pretty positive that typing this all up ensures I drop my phone and shatter it just moments before the new case arrives in a hilariously ironic twist.