To say this was a packed weekend would be an understatement. With my husband’s 28th birthday (he’s a youngin’) on Sunday, we made our way downtown to the Blue Jacket for some delicious (but very expensive) food with Mark’s friend CJ. It was a fun little dinner date that had us home by 10:30 pm.

Saturday morning, I was up early to get a few things done around the house and get ready for my sweet Katiekins’ bridal shower at the Iron Horse Hotel downtown. The shower was gorgeous and our friend Carrie who just had her baby on Tuesday made it, too!

The beautiful decor.

Tasty & extra fudgey cake!

Local food… SO delish! I woke up thinking about those buttery green beans.

My favorite lady friends… even sweet Carrie!

The cutest little piglet favor!

After the shower, I stopped by Anthropologie and Pier One to return an absurd amount of knobs (from the nursery dresser) and pick up my final selections (two from Anthro and the rest from Pier 1). I then ran home to put the knobs on the unfinished dresser and force my husband to admire them…

The dresser with the final knobs. Who knew it was such a process…

Knob close-up.

After the knob admiring (I refuse to acknowledge the awkwardness of that statement), my husband and I went out to Devons Seafood for a DELICIOUS seafood birthday feast. Mark’s sweet momma was just so lovely and gave us a gift certificate for the restaurant as a joint bday/anniversary gift. And let me tell you, we enjoyed it!

Sunday morning, it was time to start the whole “getting ready for the bridal shower” routine again… this time for my brother’s fiance. Then, my mom (2 weeks post-op), sister and I jumped in my car and headed back downtown for my third time that weekend. The venue was this super cute Italian restaurant that opened just for the shower. The shower itself was being thrown by my mom’s extremely generous and kind network of women. In fact, they are the same lovely ladies who threw my bridal shower last year!

The food at the shower was delicious… no complaints here. Think breaded eggplant sticks, pizza, pasta galore! Everything looked wonderful and it was nice to catch up with my aunt and cousins who were also there.

After the shower, mom and I were zonked. So, what does one do when their husband decides to spend his birthday helping a friend move GIANT Persian rugs all day? Watch Pretty Little Liars, of course. So, mom and I gelled all day… her in her drug-induced stupor and me in my Liars-induced stupor.

When the husband was finished with his slave labor, he met me at my parents’ house and we all had a little bday dinner together. Then, when we got home, I gave my hubs his gift, some cake with a candle, and this perfectly us card…

Happy birthday, Lovey!

Symptoms

It must be mentioned that our sweet girl made herself VERY present during our Liars Marathon… in fact, she had been practicing her acrobatics all weekend. It’s almost a bit crazy. I can’t imagine what’s going to happen as she gets bigger. She might break my ribs…