Happy Birthday, Baby

Today is my husband's twenty-ninth birthday.




You're a classic, honey.

I love you always and forever.

Not Everyone Can Carry the Weight of the World

Sigh.
I have been feeling tired and kinda blue lately. That weight on the shoulders feeling. I don't know what my problem is. A mix of hormones and it being dark and cold all the time again, I guess. Today was the first day it smelled cold outside, a really sterile smell, nothing bad, but just the smell of snow and winter. Sad, we're moving quickly into December.

But! We had a lovely, lovely dinner at William's parents' house last night for our collective birthday (Wm's is Nov. 20, mine's in a week). His mom made an awesome spread of Thai food--a kind of modified papaya salad with steak, which was super fresh and crunchy-good, pad Thai, chicken satay with peanut sauce . . . mmmmmm. Seriously. With pretty dishes and everything. Wine and awesome chocolate cake with coffee/heath ice cream and lots of laughs. All our favorites!

And! She sewed me a yoga-mat bag...with this super awesome fabric, I can't wait to sport it at class. (I need all the motivation I can get these days).

I'll have to take a photo and post it.

Not gonna lie, I'm low on blog material from posting every day (and even some of those weren't very good). Blah. I need some inspiration.