But that was before kids.
This year my birthday started out beautifully. I arrived at work to find beautiful roses sitting on my desk. I went out to lunch with my husband. And we had plans to take the kids out to dinner at a nice Italian place (that just so happened to offer all-you-can-drink-wine on Tuesday nights).
K dressed up in a new dress. We headed out the door. We took two steps into Casa De Pasta... and K threw up all over the floor.
And again in the bathroom.
Birthday over.
Mark took her home, I finished off the night with J and my family, but feeling guilty the entire time that poor Mark was home with a puker.
As I'm working from home this morning (and being very, very, productive, FYI) K is on the couch watching the Disney Channel. And in between e-mails I made a batch of white chocolate-covered rice krispie treats cut out in the shape of hearts.
You can find the recipe here.
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