Yesterday was Gregg's 35th birthday. It was his day off (aka Daddy Day) so at lunch, he went to Macy's school to eat lunch with her. After lunch, he had a massage scheduled because I'd rather pay good money for someone else to rub husband's back than me (hint to Sarah M). My digits poop out and I don't have the patience.
We just ordered pizza last night and of course, there was apple pie for dessert. We waited to go out to eat until tonight at Texas Roadhouse so Lindsey could join us too.
Because I have absolutely no self-control, last Friday night I gave one of Gregg's presents to him early. I had just walked in the door from Hobby Lobby when he got home so I had to give it to him right away.

I had a hand towel that was his parents framed. We've been tossing around from cabinet to cabinet the past 8 years. We only had one so I didn't want to use it but wasn't sure what to do with it.
It is now apart of our decor that can be passed down from generation to generation. (It is now one of my favorite things for sure...). It is not often that I can really surprise Gregg but I did this time!
Happy Birthday to my sweet, handsome hubby!




