Feliz cumpleanos.

A day where people are super nice to me and call and text and email and post things on my Facebook page and give me presents just because it's the day I was born? Yes, please!

Yep. My birthday was on Tuesday. John and I both took the day off of work and spent a lovely day together, which consisted of:

• Sleeping in. A gift in itself.
• John making me breakfast--blueberry pancakes and bacon. Mmm mmm good. (He also let me watch Say Yes to the Dress while we ate. See? He loves me.)
• Going to Ikea to walk around and eat lunch. I forgot how ridonculously big that place is. We bought some decorations for our bedroom (which is our next "house" project) and stumbled across perhaps the most comfortable leather sectional OF ALL TIME. So, you know, if you're looking to get me a present...Also, Ikea always makes me think of this movie. Love it.
• Going to a couple of furniture stores across the street from Ikea to look around for fun. The first one was heavenly. No salespeople bothered us whatsoever. The second one? Holy cow. VULTURES! A saleslady literally followed us around the store the entire time we were there, which led to John playing games with here by traversing from one end to the next multiple times to see how persistent she was.
• My parents taking us out to dinner. And me getting "serenaded" by the waiters/waitresses and receiving free dessert. Score one for the birthday girl.
• John getting me the most perfect gifts. The one I was most excited about? My new Paul Millsap shirt! Yeehaw.