birthday week extravaganza

My birthday week has come and gone, and what a week it was. Beautiful flowers delivered to my door, Arby's dinner, late night pizza, chinese food (not all on the same day, but is it any wonder my clothes don't fit anymore!) ice cream, more ice cream, water ice, sushi, candy... Pretty much, my birthday week = eating. A lot.

In between all the eating, we went to our town's chicken festival, where we danced (and ate chicken). Let me tell you, this little Hazey looooves to dance!

 

 We both decided to be hip and wear our new skinny jeans. 

We went out for another delicious dinner and Isaac surprised me with this baby....

His name is St. Kevin and I love him.  
Dear Isaac, thank you for spending waaaaaaay too much money on me. Love, Vanna White

On my actual birthday, Isaac surprised me again by taking the entire day off of work. I love St. Kevin, but nothing beats having my hubby home for an entire day. And birthday kisses from my Haze. Nothing beats that either.

We spent the day lounging around in our pjs, then headed to the mall for a pretzel (ok, maybe my old lady metabolism can't keep up with this insane amount of eating).

That night, Isaac took me out for sushi, a movie (where I ate two point five candy bars and soda) and some photobooth kissin'.

I love birthday week and all the eating and celebrating it involves. But most of all, I love spending oodles of time with my darling family. Happy Birthday to me, indeed!