Last week I was the birthday girl--the spoiled rich, totally blessed, very happy birthday girl.
Oh my goodness, it was lovely.
One must put all the happiness one can into each moment.
Finally, brothers and sisters, whatever is true, whatever is noble, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is admirable—if anything is excellent or praiseworthy—think about such things.
I'm a firm believer in the importance of birthday, regardless of age.
I'm a firm believer in special party dresses.
I'm a firm believer in polka-dot hose.
I'm a firm believer in the beauty of a lovely snowstorm.
I'm a firm believer in the deliciousness of living a happy life, and finding blessings in all of the small things.
I'm a firm believer in a great pair of high heels.
I'm a very firm believer in birthday morning coffee cakes on gorgeous platters.
(that got a ton of compliments, Dorothy! Thank you!)
And I believe in pretty pink candles in 'Death by Chocolate' with amazing local ice cream after a fancy dinner with friends.
And I'm an incredibly lucky girl because my friends are believers in birthday flowers! Gah! Gorgeous pink gerbera daisies and lilies! And a pop-up birthday bouquet card! And bright pink and orange carnations (my birthday flower)! With leopard ribbon! And they believe in birthday balloons, too ;-)
And every good birthday needs a good birthday song:
Rachel Platten's "1000 Ships" sums up my birthday perfectly. And besides, it's happy, jump-around catchy.
p.s. the dress fits my fingertip rule.
Have a beautiful week!