Last night I made my first ever lasagna for the boyfriend, his mom, and I.
I have to say it came out good, but I didn't pay much attention to the lasagna because all I could think about were the individual double chocolate cakes with buttercream frosting that the boyfriends mom brought over. HAPPY EARLY BIRTHDAY TO ME!
She also got me three presents! I don't think I have gotten real birthday presents for like five years. Almost made me tear up.
She got me a set of gorgeous hand made necklaces, and a painting and bowl with poppies on it.
I am sooo excited about the painting of the poppies.
The boyfriend and I are moving in together at the end of next month, and I can't wait to put it up in our house.
Tomorrow I am going to six flags. Surprisingly, I am not too nervous about falling out of roller coasters. Usually when something crazy happens in the news [woman falling to her death off a roller coaster in TX], I immediatley think I'm next. This time though, I am still more scared of a home invasion or getting struck by lightening than falling out of a roller coaster :P
My birthday present to me? Uh, I didn't work out once this week :P Does that count?
My real birthday is on Monday, July 29th and so is my nieces!
Shout out to that cutie patootie, AVA!!!!