Dearie Me....I'm 23...

I think it's pretty bad that I already feel like I'm getting so old.

My whole life I was "the young one".  Youngest in my family, in school, at work...

and now it seems like that's over and it's weird!

I'm like......an adult :/  Yikes...

Anyways, enough with the sob story.

Cause even though I am a year older,

my wonderful husband spoiled me rotten and gave me the best day ever.

I've literally been asking for a blueberry cake donut since I was pregnant and had

gestational diabetes.  It was the one thing I craved.

After I had Scarlett, we just never got around to getting one.

So Chris left while I was still sleeping and drove to a billion different donut shops trying

to find SOMEONE that carried them.

(Who knew they were such a delicacy?  No one had them)

But he finally found one lone blueberry donut on a shelf in one store

and brought it home for me to indulge in when I woke up :)

 



 

He also wore my favorite shirt :)

We started out our day playing some tennis.

I slaughtered him, of course ;)

 

I opened up some presents throughout the day and just had to take a picture of chris's wrapping job.

He thinks that half the fun of presents is guessing what they are.

So he goes to great lengths to fool me and make weird shapes so that I can't guess it.

This one he taped curlers around it to stump me.

Too bad it didn't work, still guessed it right ;)

For lunch, my hunny chef made me crepes, our favorite!

Next was the part I was looking forward to for months!

All I wanted for my birthday was to go shopping and pick out some new clothes :)

I think it's so fun, especially that for one day a year, Chris goes willingly with me.

 

Chris found out that I had never eaten Hot Dog On A Stick and was so appalled that

he made me try it.  The lemonade was incredible....the cheese on a stick...not so much.

After shopping we rented a puppy!

One of my favorite things to do :)

And this little guy was only 6 weeks old and one of the most precious things I'd ever seen.

I torture myself with doing this cause I always just want to bring them home and keep them forever.

 



 

Our last stop for the day was going out to dinner at La Jolla Grove.

Little did we know that it was homecoming night and the place was PACKED.

About 20 minutes past our reservation time and still not seated, Chris went up and complained.

Then we finally got to our table and it was another 15 minutes and no one had even come over

to introduce themselves or take our orders.

Normally I'm the one that gets frustrated with poor customer service, but tonight

Chris was the one that was pretty infuriated.

We finally asked one of the managers where our server was and she apologized and got us started.

She also found out it was my birthday.

A couple of minutes later, the general manager came over and apologized for all of the mess-ups

since it was my special day,

and said that our entire meal was on the house :)

So awesome!

They totally made it up to us and treated us like royalty the rest of the night.

It was some of the most delicious food I'd ever eaten.

They offered us dessert and we said that we would split one thing,

but they ended up bringing us two different ones anyways (one with a candle).

I was seriously so impressed that they went so out of their way to make it up to us.

 

Overall, my birthday was perfect.

And getting to come home to our baby girl was just icing on the cake.

Thank you so much, Chris, for treating me like a queen!

Love you!