All I Want For My Birthday.....

Hey Lovelies....

Can you finish that line?

Last week my love Whit posted about what she wanted for her birthday. If you're new around here you should know that Whitney and I randomly discovered not only do we share the same first name, but we also share the same birthday, AND IT IS NEXT THURSDAY!!! It came up one day while we were talking about all the things we had in common. (Seriously....its almost scary.) We are a year apart though, (I'm older) so that nixes our theory that our parents needed to tell us something about a long lost twin.

If you read Whit's post you will see her list is a little....out there. I mean don't get me wrong, a unicorn would be a pretty cool birthday gift....but I'm the more....literal one of the two of us. So here is my bday list.

1. Gift cards

I know that people for whatever reason feel that giving someone a gift card is akin to saying I don't care enough about you to pick out a gift, but au contraire. Giving me a gift card, to say Starbucks, Sephora, Ann Taylor, or Ulta, is like saying, 'Whitney I love you so much I trust you to pick out something really awesome for yourself.'

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2. Flowers

I am a sucker for fresh flowers. If you're wondering I enjoy gladiolus (the flower of our birth month), lilies, gerbera daisies, and calla lilies. A guy gave me calla lilies once and I about kisses his face off.

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3. No more hangovers

Ok I'm totally with Whitney on this outlandish birthday request. But like I told her....they only get worse the older you get. Cross the threshold of 25 and they become 2 days long. I'm terrified what they'll be like after 30. (You haven't lived until your 7 year old is scolding you for having 'too much grown up drink', while fetching your powerade.)

4. A blender

Yep. I want a blender. I want to make breakfast smoothies for Boomer and I.

5. These shoes.

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My best friend thinks they are ugly, and they aren't my typical style at all...but I do not care. These shoes will be MINE.

6. A new tattoo

Or really a cover on the old one. It took me 7 years, but I've finally figured out what I want to permanently mark on my body for my kiddo. (You know cuz the stretch marks weren't enough.) So I guess that's two tattoos. 

As for the rest of Whitney's list, if she gets Luke Bryan I will take John Mayer. Not as a boyfriend, but as a musical jam buddy. She can keep her Miller Lite, I've only just recently decided I like beer. If she wins the lottery she needs to shoot me a ticket to FL, and I will do my damndest to link up tomorrow for back that azz up Friday. Using the song from my title.