So here are some pics. Presents, a new haircut (we'll pretend that my stylist didn't point out that I have several gray hairs) and a pic of us.
Next, dinner where we ate way too much, but loved it, a selfie, then a picture someone took of us when they saw us doing a pitiful selfie. We were probably shaking the camera so much because our bellies were stuffed and we were near food-induced coma.
And as if all that food wasn't enough, here we go for round two: desserts! I LOOOOOOOVE this place. I want this to be my kitchen.
Next day had some N. Georgia wineries in store. And an early bedtime. Both excellent. Not sure which is more-so excellent.
Well -rested we got the boys back after a hard weekend of doing work on Nana's computer.
I slaved away to cook for the menfolk once we got home.
And while I slaved K summoned courage to get help putting new furniture pieces together.
And finally, some cupcake decorating ...and some assistance with both the opening of presents and blowing of candles...
A great, great birthday, even when it came with gray hairs.
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