Can I Say Something…
or is this Russia?
A $10 iTunes gift card goes to the first person who guesses correctly where that question comes from…and NO, Bobby, you can’t participate.
So, seriously…can I say something? My husband is THE. BEST. HUSBAND. EVER.
Not only did he brighten up my crappy 31st birthday (on the 29th) by showering me with gifts (iPhone, cool coat from Urban Outfitters, and a lovely meal complete with champagne at Rick’s Chophouse), but HE GOT ME A CAKE, people. How sweet is that? Almost even better (kind of close to make the call), he took Millie to the potty all day long and didn’t really make me lift a finger to do any work. WOW. I was a Princess for a Day.
My cake was from The Cake Stand, of course.
The details of it were GORGEOUS!
Though we are usually sugar Nazis, we let Mills have a few bites. She went through a wide range of emotions and strangely developed a Hitler moustache during the cake tasting extravaganza. If anyone could work that moustache, though, it would be her.
Ahhhh, we girls live for the chocolate!
