Losing feeing in your boobs...oh, and flowers

Today is my birthday. :) I am thirty-two years old.

And I just want to say that I had a pretty darn good birthday.

Matt and Kelly took me out to a great burger joint last night (my choice) and we had a great time. To show what a great time we had, we opted to take pictures.

I was feeling pretty good about my age until I saw this picture:


And that's when I realized that being 32 means that you lose all feeling in your boobs. I had no idea she was touching my boob!

Alright, she swears she wasn't actually touching it, but can I just say that it was very disconcerting to see the picture and not remember that sensation?

Okay then. It was very disconcerting.

Anyway, today I slept in, cleaned up around the house, and went to Home Depot to buy mulch for the backyard and some pretty, pretty flowers. :) I planed them and am really happy with the results! I meant to go outside and take pictures earlier... But because I'm a procrastinator, all you get are these pictures that I took in a hurry as it started to rain. This picture of my front garden doesn't do it justice - there are some great colors in the flowers and (of course) there are some really cute Marguerite and Shasta daisies. :)


And can I just tell you how fantastic my mom is? She sent me these flowers...aren't they beautiful?So all in all, I had a pretty darn good birthday weekend.

Now if you'll excuse me, I'm off to yell at the meddling neighbor kids to get off my lawn, slather myself in anti-wrinkle eye cream, watch "Murder She Wrote," and then have a nice cup of warm milk.