Happy Birthday J!

My husband turned 30 years old this weekend.

He asked for a big cookie instead of a cake.

Ask and ye shall receive around this joint. Except now that my friend Leslie posted this blog entry about how to make the perfect homemade big cookie using only 4 ingredients, I probably won’t be buying any more cookie cakes.

Confession, I didn’t buy the candles. His coworkers brought him a cake to work, and these were the candles that came with it. I loved them, so I used them again. I’m a repurposer like that.

I also recycled the party decor they used to decorate his cubicle. Because I’m a slacker wife who forgot to buy my own. Thank goodness for coworkers, huh?

Here are the only two remaining photos that I took from this day.

My mom, Eileen and crazy Uncle Dave acting a fool.

And J and his dad sitting with their socks in the exact same position, discussing his dad’s recent Home Depot shopping spree.

I meant to get a family photo of the three of us on his birthday, but somehow my brain farted all day and I totally forgot. I don’t even have a picture of Garrett from that day at all. Boy, I’m really losing my touch. Instead I will recycle this one taken last week and we can all pretend this was us on his birthday.

Since I’m so good at recycling and all.