The night before, I went to Bar Louis with some friends, I was a little sluggish when I woke up. So when I got this text from my bestie, It put a little pep in my step.
Every year I say I'm going to take my birthday off and just pamper myself. That never happens. Plus the word on the street said there would be cake at work...
So, I took my happy butt when into work.
Thankfully I did...
These guys were waiting for me.
I always tell M not to get me flowers, while they are beautiful. I just can't get over the price tag.
I couldn't help but laugh at the card. I'm sure the delivery guy thought I had a little Brother Husband action going on.
After work I met up with some friends for happy hour because my liver was running low on booze.
We went to a hole in the wall bar then headed out to one of the cool college kid spots. It was fun but it all came to a screeching halt when someone said I looked hot for a married 32 yr old. Really?! He just should have stopped after the word hot.
It was a fun night, but I knew M would be home from Jonesboro by 9. I wanted nothing more than to be home in my comfy clothes with him.