Looks like our insane heat and rain is taking a break. Good thing too because I have some celebrating to do. This Sunday I turn 3-0. Thirty years old, thirty seven weeks pregnant, married and a homeowner. Yowza. How come I still don’t feel like a grown-up? Bub surprised me by booking a prenatal massage on Saturday, which I am beyond looking forward to and Sunday we’re having some friends over to the new house for a little brunch and bloodies, don’t worry, mine won’t have booze in it. Hope you have a lovely weekend ahead of you! xo
Sight: The great wallpaper hunt continues. Conclusion – I have expensive taste. But how cool would my bathroom look covered in illustrated faces?
Taste: Oh if I had only realized this was possible yesterday I would be eating cake right now, or cake… and crack pie, ok and cookies too. Feel free to send me one anyway, belated desserts are welcome