Happy Birthday To Me

I turned 36 yesterday. And let me just say...I don't like it. This is the first birthday that I have really felt as though life is moving too fast and I just don't feel ready to be 36.

I have to say that I have the most awesome husband in the world. About two weeks or so before my birthday I bought some shoes (7 pairs to be exact). I felt guilty for buying them for myself so, being the guilt ridden mother/wife that I tend to be lately--I told hubby he didn't have to get me anything for my birthday as the shoes could be considered my birthday present. So he comes home yesterday and I was hoping for flowers or something since I knew I wasn't getting an actual present. I was sad when I didn't get flowers--even though I am not a big fan of flowers.

I was so mad at myself for saying that I didn't want anything and that hubby shouldn't get me anything. But at this point I thought "Its really too late" as it was my birthday. So I was feeling sorry for myself and mad that hubby listened to me. I was slightly sulking and dressed ready for dinner when I as presented with this....