Below: Elsa gets a taste of her heritage, in the form of a crocheted Norwegian flag. "Uff-Da!" she says, as she abandons it over the side of her crib. I'm guessing it tasted like pickled herring.
Friday, my sister and I spent 1/2 day at an Aveda spa. Manicures, facial, lunch, hair, makeup; it was faaabulous! Saturday, Tim and I spent the night at the new Westin in downtown Mpls to celebrate my birthday. It's in the old Farmers & Merchants Bank building from the 1940's, and it's super cool. This photo doesn't do it justice.
We left Elsa overnight for the first time. She had a blast with grandma and grandpa and didn't even seem to realize that we'd been gone for 24 hours. We had a great time also, watching the band at the Nomad and partying with lots of friends. Sunday the 22nd was my b-day, and also Elsa's 11 month b-day. We had a huge b-day feast at my parents house. We're talkin' crab legs, tuna steaks, bruschetta, salad, and two kinds of homemade pies - blueberry and key lime. Here's me w/ the pies.
Not pictured: a thought bubble coming out of my head that's screaming, "Holy crap, i'm 30."
Drooly McGee, cute as can be.
3 comments:
Happy belated 30th, you old hag, you!!
THREE decades old!
You've been breating for 10950 days
that's 6307200 hours
and that's also 378432000 minutes.
if you breath 5 times in a minute, that averages
1892160000 breaths so far!
oop, add one.
p.s. i love elsa's b/w striped top. where can i get one in my size?
-mj
Hey--watch out...you might offend ancient 33-year old cousins!!
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