My birthday was okay. I didn’t get much sleep the night before so I was super tired. In the morning, Foxy and I went and had mommy-baby pics taken and I also wanted to chronicle her 12th week. I know you guys think I take way too many pics of her, and I probably do but I want there to be plenty of memories of her when she gets older. I go to one of those mall places that are perfect for people with small kids. I bought a membership and I had coupons so I got a boatload of pics for about ten bucks. Seriously. Four different poses for 10 bucks!
Sidebar: I have created Foxy’s private photo blog. If you know me and want to follow along, hit me up on email.
After our photoshoot, where Miss Crankypants refused to smile, we went to the office for a bit to say goodbye to one of my fave coworkers. Then we came home and chilled before meeting Disco Diva and Keyalus for dinner. We had a nice time at dinner and I really appreciate them giving me some of their weeknight time.
I received a gang of well wishes on fa.cebook and I really appreciated the thoughtfulness. But can I just say that the times have certainly changed. Remember when we used to call people on their birthday? Apparently that is out of style because my phone did not ring all day with the exception of my mom and my dad. In the early evening the Girl called me and redeemed my faith in telecommunications. Speaking of the Girl, I haven’t vacuumed carpet number one or busted a sud and she arrives tonight. Good thing she already loves me!
I spent the rest of the evening watching my two least favorite house guests getting evicted and getting ready for Friday.