Today is my 32nd birthday. It feels odd to write that out since I feel like I skipped from 30 to 32. Ouch. Despite the fact that I’m in my 30s I still love birthdays as if I was a child. That’s right – as soon as I drag myself out of bed (which is much harder at 32 than it was at 22) I eagerly go into whichever room I’ve stored my birthday goodies and rip into them. For your viewing pleasure, I slowed down today so I could take some pictures (you owe me).
My brothers sent me a box from Amazon and I pretty much knew what these were before I even opened them.The lovely blue bag disguised a new Shark Steam Mop!
Any other March babies get some great birthday loot this year?