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Ten years! A decade. Double digits. Ack!
Ten years old means I’ve taken ONE HUNDRED AND TWENTY monthly pics. Where’s my medal?!?
I did think that this year deserved individual posts on each boy, which you can see here:
How in the world did I get so lucky?
It’s my birfday! Woo! 42! You can read all of my thoughts on it here.
Last night I hosted a LuLaRoe party at my house, and my friends bought a bunch of clothes which meant I got some free stuff! Very exciting. I love free stuff.
I went out of my comfort zone with patterned leggings!
And there was yummy food including this UNICORN CHEESECAKE that Stephanie made. Isn’t it dreamy?
Anyway, the rest of the day will consist of work and lunch with Tee and hopefully Chinese delivery for dinner and then a festive adult beverage with my friends later. Yay!
Inside because it rained all day. Hard to get this one because they were a tad tired after last night’s slumber party. (Finally went to sleep around 1, only to be up for the day by 6:30. When are they going to sleep like teenagers already?
But I had to use some hardcore emotional manipulation (and Minions on Netflix) to get them to “smile” for this picture. Whatever works.
I’ve been a terrible blogger. I get my awesome new .blog domain and then I just fall apart.
To be fair, life has been awfully busy. I went to Los Angeles for work, then Thanksgiving week was mostly spent in Baton Rouge with my family, and this week Linus was sick one day and I’m getting ready for their birthday and school stuff and gah.
So let’s get this out of the way.
Los Angeles:
From my pictures, it may look like we spent most of our time at Universal, not working. But I assure you, lots of work got done, it’s just not as picturesque.
And then the day after I got home, the boys and I headed to Baton Rouge to spend the week at Grandee’s, since my brother and sister and everyone was there. We also celebrated my mom’s 70th birthday a bit early.
And oh also last week we had our annual holiday party for the New Orleans Moms Blog and I got lots of fun swag and that was awesome. And I made a lemon cake from lemons picked from my tree! And also lemonade that was crazy delicious.
I suppose that brings us about up to date. I am getting ready now for the boys’ slumber party tomorrow night. The problem with a slumber party for triplets is the guest list is exponential. At first I said “one guest each” but that seemed stingy, and what about their mutual friends? So it ended up being two guests each on average and now I will have nine little boys running around the house and ACK! But I’m sure it’ll be fun. RIGHT?
January 9, 2016
I really intended to have a better photo for Saturday, which was my 41st birthday. It was a fantastic day. I went to the gym in the morning, then lunch with a giant margarita at lunch, followed by a brow waxing. To cap it off, I met up with my friend Kettie for a drink (she was in town from Dallas) along with another friend, and then Ren magically showed up as well! And finally, as if that wasn’t enough, my neighborhood girlfriends all gathered at our friend Jen’s house for nibbles and adult beverages around the fire pit. Can’t beat it, really.
January 10, 2016
Sadly, I woke up feeling quite ill on Sunday. No, it was not because I overindulged on my birthday, I don’t think. I actually had a fever and all. But I managed to not barf while taking Ziggy for a walk.
January 11, 2016
Still feeling a bit under the weather. But managed to walk Ziggy again. The river is so high right now! I never tire of this view of downtown and the French Quarter, especially when the sky is so blue.
My sweet boys, I can’t believe you’re 8 years old! This seems absurd.
I should talk here about what they’re like at the ripe old age of 8, but honestly, isn’t that why I have this blog? You probably already know that they love Pokemon and soccer and have just started reading chapter books. They’re homebodies who’d rather stay home. They love chocolate, ice cream, hot dogs, chicken nuggets, and pizza. (Such cliches!)
Anyway, I have loved every age more and more (since they turned 4) and I hope 8 follows the same trend.
Happy birthday, my bunnies!
(Monthly pic to come later.)
Today is Emily’s birthday! Two days after her cousin, and the day after, well, never mind. The boys adore Emily, and they had such a great time running around with her when we visited for her First Communion.
Emily was such a beautiful baby, with her blonde hair, blue eyes and big cheeks. She is, let’s just say, a lot like my sister, personality-wise. Very…dramatic.
Happy birthday, my sweet girl! I love you so much!
Ten years ago today, my first niece Eleanor was born, and I never thought I’d love another child as much as I loved her. I really worried that my own children wouldn’t measure up. Well, you know, I do love my boys a lot, and my Emily and Andrew, of course. But Ellie will always hold a very very special place in my heart.
Happy birthday, sweet girl! I love you so much!
Man, for someone who is going to be giving a talk on Making Blogging a Habit in three weeks, I’m not doing a stellar job, am I?
Well, I’m here to remedy that with a little recap of my trip to Las Vegas. It was Kristina’s 40th birthday trip, and I flew there Saturday morning to meet up with Kristina, Mike, and a few other couples that they’re friends with. (I joked that I was the 9th wheel, but I really never felt like it.)
I arrived early Saturday afternoon after a couple of thankfully uneventful flights. Got to the hotel and rested for a few minutes while I waited for Kristina to get back from another casino. The rooms at the Aria had automated lights and curtains, but I found the system somewhat buggy. I was just sitting there relaxing, and the TV and lights went off and the curtains closed. Oooookay. I guess they were trying to tell me to get out of there.
The view was nice, though…
Basically, we ate a lot. Had lunch at a Mexican place in the Aria that had delicious pineapple margaritas. Then dinner at Bazaar Meat, where we ate a lot of amazing, um, meat. And Bill and Whitman surprised us by driving in from Los Angeles!
Sunday we had breakfast, then the ladies went to the spa. I didn’t get any treatments, but relaxed in the jacuzzi, steam room, and sauna. I also hung out in a “salt room” that was supposed to improve my upper respiratory system, or something. Whatever. It was chill.
That evening, we went to Ka, a Cirque du Soleil show. It was crazy. The set was immense. So fancy. After that, we ate at Yardbird, where I ate the most delicious fried chicken I’ve ever had in my entire life. Holy cow (or chicken.) So good.
Some more random photos from my trip…
Made it home last night without too much travel drama. Just a little bit.
Friday night, I had my second awesome fortieth birthday party. This time, with my girls from the neighborhood. I didn’t want anything super fancy, just a meal at a local Mexican restaurant and margaritas. And everyone had to wear sequins and sparkly things. And obviously there had to be cake.
My lovely friends came through in spades.
First, Tee and I went to get our makeup done. I was extremely nervous, because I don’t generally wear a lot of makeup, but I mean, if I’m going to get my makeup done, it needs to be DONE, right? Well, it was certainly done. I got the full smokey eye. It was pretty amazing.
I looked fierce.
Meanwhile, Tee got some super glam sparkly gold eyes.
After we got all gussied up, we met everyone else at the restaurant, where I was given a GINORMOUS margarita and a TINY glittery sombrero.
Yes, I’m looking down in pretty much every picture so you can admire my eyes.
I really don’t feel like that photo captures the true size of that margarita. It was glorious.
After dinner, I ran into an old friend.
and then we went back to Jenn’s house where we drank more margaritas out of sparkly lip straws…
and danced and played some game and ate cake.
We took a group picture in front of the most excellent banner, and then I snuggled with Jenn’s dog before heading home. At 3:30 in the morning. YEAH!
Happy birthday to meeee! (Again!)
Happy birthday to me, from my favorite ladies in my neighborhood!
For my 40th birthday, George gave me a box.
Inside the box, which jingled intriguingly, was a set of thick, copper rings. The paper he handed me along with the box informed me that my gift was a custom-made ring from the local jeweler (and friend) Lil.
After a series of appointments (okay, that makes it sound more dramatic than it was – really two visits to her studio) where we discussed various options, my ring was made!
All done!
The spinny rings have the boys’ names on them, and the inside has a little message from George, as well as the boys’ birthdate.
The spinning rings are great for someone who already likes to fiddle with her rings when bored or nervous. (Me!)
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