I guess it's the expectations that come with birthdays that gives me anxiety. Will people remember? Will they care? Why do I even care if they remember or care? Would they want to even celebrate it with me? Why am I so high-maintenance?
But this year I'm telling myself to suck it up, enjoy the life God gave me, and have a wonderful birthday no matter what happens.
And I'm day dreaming while I'm at it....
Let's party at my imaginary beach house.
I'd love to do some midnight swimming after dessert.
|image from Elle Decor|
I need more clam bakes in my life.
And mini BLT burgers.
|salad, clam bake, burgers, soup, chips, pizza|
This is my dream cake.
Cotton candy is heaven's dessert.
|Cake and photos by Heather from Sprinkle Bakes|
What I'm Wearing
is 100% Dancing Branflake style.
I just went through all my favorite sites and picked out things I loved.
|necklace, clutch, ring, dress, jacket, sunnies, heels|
Because I love you. And s'mores.
|Via Real Simple|
Happy Birthday to all my July friends!
Let's rock our birthdays this year!
ps... remember last year's birthday post about the awkward Scot who tried to pick me up?