Post Birthday Post...

Another year older...although, aside from fighting wrinkles, I don't feel any older.

I had planned on a trip to a winery where you make your own wine, and come back for your 24 bottles after 5 weeks...you know, an intimate affair, where we have fun, get to be creative, and the payoff is booze.

But this year proved near impossible to nail down friends for attendance. 

Having a mid-December birthday sometimes really sucks.

My coworkers got me this bad-ass hello kitty water dispenser for my desk, and FLOWERS!  I don't even have a boyfriend, and I got flowers, I was over the moon about these gifts!

For my official Birthday, my FOUR YEAR OLD car officially died, and I had to speed walk-it to my hair appointment! Luckily I'm only 2 miles from the salon. I mean, I'm sporting 3 month roots, and there were no appointments available until after New Years, so clearly, that was my only option!

Unluckily, I live in a bad part of town, so the walk home in the dark scared me. Luckily, my Momma and Brother came to take me home and jumped my car.. and turns out I only needed a battery!

Unluckily, the only battery for my car at the closest auto store was a gold version, at $130, happy birthday, me, you got a car battery!

My celebrations still happened, I had a handful of great gals still come over to ring in another year of birth, and I couldn't ask for more!

Plus, they got me booze, score!

We played heads up, and laughed our asses off at the video it records. (This is the first, and only app I have ever paid for, and it is totally worth the dollar!)

Snow "woman" 2013

After everyone left, my bff was staying the night, so we decided to go out and make a snowman. I don't remember the last time I laughed that much, and it's an awesome specimen. 

Night Stand. 

In other December news, my second attempt for a matching dresser didn't work either, the two they tried to deliver were too large to fit up my stupid staircase, and while my clothes are still homeless, doesn't my my night stand look nice?

Birthdays are what you make them. My plans didn't come to fruition, but I still got to hang out with some great ladies, and that is never a bad thing! 

And, in closing, Mr. Magoo got a santa hat. And who doesn't love a dog in a santa hat?