I really didn't care much about my birthday this year. 36 is such a...nothing age. Just another year. My birthday was on a Sunday, so it was pretty much a normal day. The boys finally remembered to wish me a happy birthday at bedtime.
The night before, however, I couldn't pass up the excuse to have fun with the gang! =}
We took over the Barbecue Inn and spent the night singing, laughing, and dancing. The whole group even got up to sing Happy Birthday to me. What more could a girl ask for?!
Right!! Houston's cinnamon rolls - made just for me! (Okay, okay, I had to share.)
~sigh~
It was a good birthday!
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