On Sunday, the hubs turned 37. Now, I'm a young pervert so I happen to think that he looks better the older he gets. But men usually do, don't they?
I made these cupcakes at app. 10:30pm, on a heavy dose of Diazepam for my sprained neck. Challenging baking, I tell you. What we ended up with was devil's food with a white-chocolate-PB center, with a chocolate-PB ganache on top. Oh, and they're garnished with crushed Nutter-Butter's.
Hayden helped me make this garland...
and this sign. He did SO good with his letters!
And yours truly finally found a reason to wear the homemade dress. Oh, and...
purple tights. My favs.
Trust me when I say, we had an awesome time. It was just us and my immediate family. There are more pictures lying in wait on my husband's camera that I haven't gone through yet.
On another note, I've been working on a series of small paintings throughout all this sickness and injury we've been going through. I can't wait to show them to you all!
Just a little peek. Have a beautiful day!
Love and espresso shots,