Diffalos eat strawberry pie on their birthday.

Ten years ago, I was 14.

Another birthday has come and gone. This worries me. But nowadays, everything worries me. Each year, I'm expected to become a little more accountable. Each year, I have to put something childish behind me. This year, it will be camouflage pants, tank tops with cartoon characters on them, and fart jokes. Burps are still funny though. When done appropriately, of coarse.

All in all, it was an awesome day. It began with a call of well wishes from my dad, which is always nice. My husband surprised me with breakfast. Since we've been married we haven't bought a muffin tin. While I keep saying we need to pick one up we never do. We'll that morning he surprised me with one, along with a six month supply of muffin mix. For those of you that don't know me, it's not that hard to please me. One of my good qualities, I guess.

Later that night, I opened up three seasons of "The Office" - ironically, a show I hated two years ago. And I've barely gotten any work done since. I didn't really want anything for my birthday except a new purse, which was supplied by my mom, so I didn't give Matt much to work with. He remembered me saying once that flowers were always a nice touch. So what did he do? He went out and bought me a "little greenhouse" so I can grow my own flowers in the house. He picked out some psychedelic looking flowers. I'm going to name my garden Wonderland :)

The day itself was very low key, like I wanted it. We went to church in the morning, and that night had a spectacular dinner with Bill and Aubrey. It's funny, my whole weekend was filled with her. In the span of one weekend, we went out to dinner, played racket ball, and had a girl's movie night. She made me this card which consists of a piece of poster board and everything is written out in candy bars.

I would have taken a picture of it, but....it didn't last long.