They're not wrinkles, they're laugh lines!

Okay, I am now officially 35. Yes, I realize I have been celebrating for several weeks, using my birthday as an excuse to buy lots of unnecessaries, but it all came to a climactic carnivorous orgy at Amy's house on the 25th (my b-day) with what had to be THEE absolute best baby back ribs I have ever had in my whole entire life. Now people, you may be thinking to yourself....."Oh Lisa is just saying that because she knows Amy will read this blog entry, and Lisa tends to be dramatic anyway!" but I shall and will challenge anyone who thinks they can come up with better ribs in the universe to step up and put your money where your mouth is, because I can prove Amy's are THEE best. (if she agrees to make more, that is?)

Anyway, we feasted on the ribs and corn drenched in butter(yum) outside on her deck, while our kids ate pizza inside. Then for dessert........a chocolate torte cake.
Ah.....life is sooooo good.

But there's more....Presents! Check out my stash from Amy!



All very fun gifts. Included, are as follows. A personal knitting journal, two "Slave to the Needles" comic books, (very cute) A Happy Birthday Girlfriend mini quotes book, 2 packs of ultra cool stitch holders, A very fun (stickwithit) Diva matchbook of sticky notes, and a gorgeous hank of Sari Silk (recycled yarn) from Nepal. tee-hee-hee. I am such a spoiled diva! I also received a very adorable card which didn't make it into the picture as it was on display on my butler pantry from the moment I got home.

Okay, so that was my celebratory birthday lunch. Another birthday down, what a great day! Now I can sit back, and soak it all in. Nope not yet, there's more. My DH came home from work with beautiful flowers and a marble cake. We were originally planning to go out for dinner, but I decided to pass since my tummy was still smiling from Amy's ribs. No dinner for me, but a piece of the cake topped me off for the evening.

My children gave me this, along with a $20.00 gift card to Dunn Bros for Stitch 'n Bitch.



Yes, and that is the sweater I am going to knit.

My husband surprised me with this super advanced ultra mini digital camera with which I took most of these pictures with.





My mom and dad sent me this.





and this beautiful personalized throw blanket.



Laura sent this gorgeous book of friendship quotes. It must have taken her forever to make it. The card she made me is on the left and the friendship scrapbook is on the right. Yep, that's Laura and I in the picture behind.






and my god-daughter Audrey, sent me this heavenly bath set from The Body Shoppe, wrapped in the loveliest and most unique of boxes.



The party is now over. but I am left feeling so loved and so blessed. Enough to last me a lifetime. (or in the very least, another year.) Thanks guys, for all the fun things.....and especially all of the time and effort you put into making my day so completely wonderful. It was a great birthday. I am 35! Yay! and in the words of Lauren Bacall I shall leave you with......."I am not a has-been. I'm a will be."



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Pathetic

Well, I went to stitch n bitch tonight. Lisa was working on her felted (basket pattern) purse for her friend/neighbor. It is actually coming along very nicely. I usually find it difficult to get much knitted at Snb with all the talking us gals do. But surprisingly I did get a lot done tonight. Most likely because of the fact that there was nobody there to talk to. Yup....I got stood up! Stood up no less, by the other ladies of the night. Those *Slucks!

Anyway, the cute blond hair and peircing blue eyed young man that works there at Dunn Bros. by the mall, was my eye candy for the evening, while I sat lonesomely knitting away in silence. He, on the other hand is probably thinking. "That green-tea drinking loser got stood up by the knitting ladies! How Pathetic!"

Ho...hum...

*sluck - an endearing title for someone who flaunts their sexy hand-knitted socks in public (aka - a sock slut)

ARRESTED DEVELOPEMENT

Okay, so my spending money (for yarns and other natural fibers and hobby related stuff) is in arrest for the time being.

Cue panic mode now. AAARGH!!!

Here's how it all went down a couple of days ago....when my Darling Husband (also known as D.H.) came out of the office, and in passing, on the way to dinner says to me (very sweetly)

DH: "Uh, dear? You may want to start thinking about either getting a job or stop spending money...."

me: (ears perk up, while trying to toss a salad for dinner- but nervously avoiding eye contact and looking desperately for subject change) "Hmmmm? what,dear?"

DH: "Ya know, a job?"

me:(someone get me outta here...and where's a screaming kid when you need one?) "Hmm? what, dear?"

DH: "A job. (lots of unnecessary sarcasm here) It's a place you go off to for a few hours, do a little work, make some money so that you can buy things with. Things like yarn, needles, yarn, clothes, handbags. and uh...hmmm..I dunno...... more yarn?"

me: "Oh yes, a job. I see....and what, exactly, is your point, dear?"

DH: "I think I just stated several points. Get a job....or stop spending. Pretty clear and simple, don't ya think?"

Me: "Hmmm...yeah....there's just one teeny tiny part I don't really understand."

DH: "Which part might that be?"

Me: "Um..............the not spending part. And as far as that job thingie goes...... Isn't that why you work....so that I can buy stuff? Okay, okay, I admit, I have been a little "buy happy" lately with all the shopping and buying of yarn and clothes and fun stuff just for me.....but c'mon....I haven't spent all that much....Have I?"

DH: "Well, if you've been on-line lately and checked your personal credit card account, then you'd probably know that you've spent $1,100.00 in just the last three weeks alone on fun Lisa-type stuff."

Me: "Eleven hundred dollars! NO WAY!!!!!"

DH: "Yes.Way."

Me: "GET OUTTA TOWN!"

DH: "Wish I could...but I can't afford to, now!"

(roll my eyes ....very funny...ha...ha)

Me: (while donning my best June Cleaver voice, I finally change the subject) "Okay Dear...and how was your day? Could you please pass the oil and vinegar? Dear? The oil and vinegar please? Hello? Are you there? Pay attention, Dear."

DH: "Nope, can't afford to pay that either."

Me: (mumble something like. "Oh, crap.")

So, I've been caught and I am pretty much screwed now. I do feel bad about it, but in my defense, I've discovered Noro. Who wouldn't go a little bit crazy over Noro wool and Nora silk. It stripes so gorgeously. I realize that nobody really needs 3 sophie bags, 2 booga bags and one extra large felted tote....but really now.

I don't know that I am all that ready for a job yet.....so, I guess I had better stop spending for awhile. Aint't that a shame? I am blessed with a happy and healthy family and a very very understanding husband who I love very much. So, yes, I do realize that things can always be worse than not being able to buy yarn. But back to my Darling husband..... Have I mentioned how wonderful he is and that he truly deserves the father and husband of the year award. He is my best friend and soul mate...and NO! I am not just saying all this in hopes of him reading my blog and seeing all the nice things I've said about him and deciding to advance me next months' yarn allowance. But a girl can still dream, right? *winks*