Hello, Loves…

I turned 40 since we last chatted.
I gotta say, It feels like 39.

My favorite swear word. So versatile. You can change the emphasis on any syllable to cater to any given situation.

My friends are so talented.

The guts of my pinata… Not the guacamole.

My mom’s birthday is the day before mine. We sent her a little birthday wish…

CAKE!

Off to bowling…

This picture makes me laugh…

This is Kory, the newest addition to our motley crew. He fits in well.

The points from the pinata just happen to turn into princess hats.

Morning after birthday cake is just as good as day of birthday cake. Although this picture was taken on my actual birthday. Day after birthday party, birthday cake…

You can’t read this, but I am officially out of student loan debt. I made my first payment on Christmas day 2007 and 10 years later on my fortieth birthday, I made the final payment.

Birthday lunch…

A lot converging all at once…

Baja tacos with this wildcat… She is no longer my work neighbor, so we now schedule our chats. She is still as good for my soul as ever…

Take control of your own wishes…

Elon got me a gc to Costco. The story of her getting it was my real present. I’ll spare you the details since I can not tell the story the way she did.

Every time I feel bad about myself, I remember the people I get to share my life with, and think, “Well, you wouldn’t get these  people around you if you were a total shit-bag.”

Why yes, that is a shirtless man with a flute strung over his shoulder… The moustache is epecially fitting.
I have a record store near my house, I often stop by the outside bins to take a gander, I’m never disappointed.

Road trip to Tahoe… Five girls and two dogs. That’s a lot of bitches in one car.

This is where our bad food decisions started… It went down hill from there.

Good peeps.

I feel like I should say something profound since I’m now old and wise…

In France it is legal to marry a dead person.

Donkeys kill more people annually than plane crashes.

For most people, no matter how hard you pinch the skin on your elbow with your fingers, it doesn’t hurt. (Including myself. My husband would say that has more to do with my weak fingers.)

Rubber bands last longer when refrigerated.

 

Happy Monday, Loves. Tomorrow is No-Brainer Day. Thank God!