Vintage Lace is now truly vintage! Wheeeee! This post has been properly seasoned, too, as I meant to publish it on the eve of my thirtieth birthday.
Fortunate for you, dear friend, if you scour my saga to the end, you’ll be rewarded with a giveaway!
My momma’s side of the family celebrates, celebrates, and celebrates some more–birthday plans are sometimes dabbled over the better part of a week. When I met Husband, I assumed that birthdays were major holidays for all wee families. Alas, his family celebrates quite differently. Instead of a day of birth, they sort of celebrate your existence throughout the year. Inevitably, Husband usually forgets my birthday. But my gal pals and mother-women always provide such extravagance that I have never felt remotely unloved. In fact, they spoil me into oblivion.
My bosom friend sent me chocolate-covered strawberries from the blistery Dakotas. A lady friend who was in attendance to most of my childhood parties provided me with homemade cookies, soaps, and (the best part) drawings and paintings from her wee ones, wishing me magical times in my thirties! So sweet these gifts are! My Nana made several appearances as well, complete with gifts for bike rides with my boy.
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If that wasn’t enough to spoil my core ’til I’m just plain dead, I had plans for a dinner date with some hometown beauties. And I don’t write “beauties” casually. For these are the kind of women you can’t quite believe exist all within a city mile of each other. The kind of women that make you pinch yourself all over because all of their working organs and heart palps are even more gorgeous than their cherub faces, and it just seems so uncanny that they truly exist.
And then I almost caught our redheaded beauty on fire whilst trying to blow this beast of a birthday candle out.
This year, Husband came to the dark side! He bade me a “Happy Birthday” upon waking! He surprised me with a photo light kit to take better blahg photos. Very thoughtful, indeed! Little did he know I had a few surprises awaiting him. For lunch, we met my dad’s side of the family at this quaint vegetarian cafe that is equal parts rustic and honest. Anyone who knows Husband knows that 98 percent of his dishes include meat on meat on meat. Once we were sufficiently enveloped in a cranky old boot, I waited quietly for Husband to realize no meat was on the premises. He flipped a menu once, twice, scouring the contents for meat pies, meat pies, to no avail. And I sat pretty, reserving my evil lady laugh. He finally looked at me, issuing a simple, “You.” And I laughed while he threatened to visit a hot dog, sausage vat of a shop next door.
Birthdays are the best. His comes every September, and much to my chagrin, this year will probably find us at a slaughter house of some sort. Ah, the payback bite.
My remaining birthday surprise for Husband regarded our dining room table that never quite fit our shoebox house. It is made of beautiful wood but is just a tad too long and dark for the space. I’ve tried/failed numerous times in trying to make it fit, as noted here:
Husband so adores the strong color and width of the wood that I’ve never ventured to replace it. A recent jaunt to a dreamy friend’s abode had me wishing her table was in my kitch. Once she mentioned selling it, I called dibs, dibs, dibs. When Husband left for work yesterday, I swooped her table and banished the latter to our back room, where all used goods go to perish. I texted Husband this photograph of our latest addition:
His response: “Are you just trying to play a life-size game of Tetris with furniture in our tiny house?” Hee. Hee. Well. I’ve always loved a rousing game of Tetris.
Along with yoga, jaunts involving cookies/cakes, and receiving beautiful birthday cards from my mother-women, one can see why I’ve neglected the blogosphere.
I’m making it up to all my mommas with a Funky Giraffe Bibs Giveaway! I cannot get enough of this babe+tot clothing line (bonus: they are ethically sound in all of their adorable clothing creations). Follow Funky Giraffe and my social media pages below:
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