“All the flowers…

would have very extra special powers, they would sit and talk to me for hours, when I’m lonely in a world of my own.” –Alice

I love my Husband. And his “just because” reasons for anything.

Just keep pinning, just keep pinning…

 

Thank goodness for Valentine’s Day.

like how I took a bite before I could even take a picture?

I’d like to take this moment and apologize to my thighs.                                 Sorry thighs.

My managers at work take such good care of the employees. How did they know I just needed a giant delicious brownie and two of  my favorite king sized candy bars? Geniuses.

Thanks Bev & Bobbi!

It’s a gril!

Hey steph and levi, did you enjoy that reference?

Brad grills when it’s 16 degrees out. No biggie.

How do you get coals hot faster?

Blow dry them with an expensive blow dryer.

How do you get your hair to smell like campfire?

Blow dry your hair the next day. and the next day, and the next day.

Does anyone smell bbq?

Looky Looky

Husband and I went on an Antique Crawl yesterday and look what I found.

The necklace was made by Avon and it is from the 70’s. The ring matches but it’s not antique.

We went to five antique/thrift shops, some definitely better than others.

No, those sunglasses are not antique. Brad wears them when he wears his glasses. Yes, as in he wears them over his regular glasses. They have bomb side blinders.

Brad is awesome. Wanna know why? We even went to Café Rio and Kohl’s after our long day (Kohls is my new favie store) Wanna know why he is even awesomer? We cleaned our entire apartment when we got home.

He is sa-weet.

You look like a monkey and smell like one too.

Thanks for everyone who said Happy Birthday to me! It was a good birthday, just any other Tuesday except I ate enough food to last me two Tuesdays from now. Oh and I’m 21.

Last Saturday, Husband took me shopping. I asked for, as if you don’t already know- BOOTS. You know how essential deodorant is? it’s like that. Unless you’re like my husband and don’t stink until you’ve pumped iron for three days and “forgot” to shower.

I didn’t find THE boots. I’m picky, but Brad never set any clauses or stipulations so that mo-nay is sitting pretty for the perfect boots to come along. Or just in my size on amazon. Brad also ordered me season three of Mad Men! Aaaahh, I’m so fangirling when I get it in the mail.

Last night, on my actual birthday we went to Texas Roadhouse! I think I ate half my body weight. I figured since it was my birthday I’d cheat and eat anything I wanted. Rolls, chili, peanuts, onion blossom, root beer…not to mention the couple of spare ribs they brought me since it was my first time there. Then the meals arrived. Chicken, more ribs, and a loaded baked potato.

Fat.

Did I mention I have a husband who knows my deepest desires before I realize them?

An Ice cream cake. Not just any ice cream cake, mind you. Eight splendiferous layers of yellow cake, cookie dough ice cream, and fudge. One word- Coldstone.

Fatter. Deliciously fatter.

I got sung to five times, by Husband, my parents and in-laws, a coworker of mine, and a three year old. Hers was particularly cute.

“Happy Birfday to Haley, Happy Birfday to Haley, Happy Birfday to Haley, Happy Birfday to Haley.” and then I made her stop, but she did announce to every new face in the room that “It’s Miff Haleys Birfday today.” adorbs.

Not as adorbs as me showing you all (well, not all, because let’s be real here that’s embarrassing) my awkward photos throughout my young childhood, whaaat?! Enjoy!