Happy Monday. (Said no one. Ever.)
Ok so I'm k.i.n.d.a. getting used to this whole "Monday thing"...I mean, it's only taken 26 years for me to figure out they're not that bad. One more Monday means one more day closer to the weekend and one more day closer to the weekend means one more day closer to no alarm clock. (Plus, what would I blog about on Mondays if we didn't have weekends?) Speaking of...mine looked a little like so:
one. Beau's birthday shenans @ Top Golf. (Not pictured: 13 empty buckets of beer)
two. Sun flare, don't care!
three. Friday night lights & a very intoxicated Brian singing his heart out to the lead singer.
four. 11am wake up call. #oops
five. Saturday morning recovery.
six. Getting my green thumb on! (orange, lime, grapefruit & avocado trees planted + a couple strawberry plants)
seven. Baby strawberry. Grow, baby, GROW!
eight. Gifties for our new neighbors (Guess who already got invited to join the neighborhood bunco group?! Holla!)
nine. A very spotless, and happy Howard home. #rare
Link up & join the fun, duh!
And finally, a very special birthday shoutout to my Mother Goose! One can only HOPE to look this smokin' hot on her 50th birthday!
Want in on a little secret? She got her very first tattoo for her 50th birthday.
Baller status, I know.
Love you, mom!
Tonight on the dinner menu: mom's favorite, breakfast + The Bachelor
So basically, waffles and Sean. Hope you're okay with that! ;)
(Yes, she loves Sean as much as the rest of us do.)
How was your weekend? Do any of you kids know anything about growing fruit trees because though I currently have FOUR residing in my yard, I know not the first thing about them!