You know what happens when you leave me alone on my birthday?
I throw myself a party, that's what.
Actually, we combined Josh's usual water-birthday party and had it on my birthday, at my house.
During the day I dropped my older kids and had a relaxing lunch at The Oaks. I've always wanted to go, and it did not disappoint (like stupid Zanavoo up Logan canyon).
And then I came home and started party preparations.
It was nice not to be alone on my birthday (husband at scout camp, by the way. We survived.) (So did he.)
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