reminiscing the birthday beaches.

in the middle of this winter where i tend to find a little more semblance of my days after the surge of the holidays, it occurred to me—isn't it about time for a vacation? since i do not have one planned on the horizon, here are some pictures as i remember a great one.

when i say we feasted...it's an understatement.

guys, in case you're wondering...this is what thirty looks like.

birthday dinner happenings and letters and cards.

they decided to put a monkey on my head—and laugh.

me and my coffee and wally and his sweets-concoctions.

our eightsome. what fun!

i convinced him to buy me a floaty from the gift store, he had no idea he'd be the designated carrier. oops.

adios mehico. until next time.

more on husbands thirtieth birthday on this post.