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- I turned 29. Jeff keeps giving me crap for being in the last year of my 20's. It doesn't feel super, but it doesn't feel bad either. In fact, it's much easier to remember that I'm 29 - there was something about the 26, 27, 28 age that made it hard to remember. Does that mean I'm close to thirty?
- I bought myself a present for my birthday. I'd been wanting one of those "statement" necklaces for quite some time and ran into (the one pictured above) at Target. It makes me feel like a real woman, and that was my exact intention.
- Jeff turned 30. That evening, I made some of his favorites: ribeye steak, frosted cauliflower and fruit pizza. I have been using the same recipe for fruit pizza for years and really wanted to change it up this time, so I called our last book club host and asked for the recipe she used (thanks Heather via Meghan!). It's much lighter and tasted simply divine. Despite giving up sweets for Lent, Jeff got permission from me to scarf it down. Who do I think I am? St. Bernadette? Whatever, I just kept saying "it's our birthday week."
Fruit Pizza
2 tubes of sugar cookie dough
8 oz. cream cheese
1/2 cup sugar
1 t. vanilla
1 container of cool whip
assorted fresh fruit
Bake cookie dough according to package directions (I flattened mine out on my Pampered Chef stone - it took 19 minutes). Let it cool completely. Blend cream cheese, sugar and vanilla. Fold in cool whip. Spread over cookie and top with fresh fruit.
- This guy. I knew as soon as I wrote the post on living stress-free with a toddler that I was completely setting myself up, and it happened. My kid went nuts. Certifiably. I mean, Patrick has his bad moments every single day, but nothing like this past weekend. He was out of control. It actually scared me. Dumping milk all over the dining room floor, climbing on the washer and taking things out of the cupboard to put in my floor plant, pulling folded washcloths out of the cabinet onto the floor, getting stuck in Connor's exersaucer, running towards the road, out of control. Then someone told me. Have you heard of antibiotics causing hyperactivity in toddlers? Patrick has been on amoxicillin for a week so I immediately looked it up and found a plethora of information on this side effect. Oh. My. Gosh. Oh. My. Gosh.
- We took our first trip to the park this spring. Spring! Yessssssss! It felt like the dead of winter, but hey, when ya need fresh air you get it any way you can. However, right now it's 63° and sunny so I'm outta here!
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