She Crazy

Yesterday happened to be my Birthday.

The big 28.

My mother declared that we should go to dinner and told me to pick the venue.

I let Kearyn pick.

She decided she would like breakfast for dinner.

So we went to IHOP.

And I ate an entire platter of pigs in a blanket (because there are starving people in Africa and I wouldn't want that food to go to waste)

Rigghhtt. That was the reason.

Then they passed out those mints that I LOVE.

And I may have unashamedly asked if I could buy some.

But then they offered me a to go bag of mints.

Because who can resist a smiley nearly-ready-to-burst-pregnant gal.

I was pretty pleased as we walked out to the parking lot and I got into the passenger seat.

One small oversight was the fact that Chip & I had driven separate cars.

So he was trying to get through to my pregnant brain that I actually needed to be in the drivers seat (using hand gestures by this point).

Then I turned to say good bye to my mother.

So I said "thanks Mom, Happy Birthday!"

And she burst out laughing (cause you remember it was MY birthday, not hers)

Then I burst out laughing and almost peed my pants (again) in public.

I'm sure they were all thinking I had officially lost it.

And I was feeling slightly goofy (like when I drink 1 1/2 margaritas at outback, instead of stopping at 1)

But this cocktail consisted of an over excess of syrup+too many mints+Kearyn stealing MY oxygen

Happy 28th & Happy 37 weeks to me!