September 14, 2012

Happy Birthday to Me

When my husband turned 30 he got a truck.  It was kind of a spur of the moment decision, and I didn't love it.  He talked about taking me on a cruise or getting me some huge gift for my 30th birthday, but when it came down to it, it didn't make any sense financially to pay for a cruise when what I really needed was a computer and all I really wanted was a party.  So, I threw one.

I decided months in advance that was what I wanted. I didn't make John throw it himself, because, let's face it, if you want something done right, you do it yourself. I tasked him with the clean up of the back yard in preparation for it and I went shopping.  It was perfect. I scored a fire pit at a yard sale, marshmallow roasters and white lights on clearance, and lots and lots of candy from the bulk bins at WinCo. I wish I had taken pictures of the decor, because I worked like crazy and it was worth every moment.

For one night my backyard was full of friends and family, kids of all ages, everyone that I love to spend my time with.  And for the pièce de résistance, a makeshift photo booth, manned by my talented niece.  

Best Birthday Ever. 

1 comment:

Barbaloot said...

Happy Birthday! I'm liking the picture of you and your husband in the frame:)

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