Block Island Adventure: Summer Recap Numbero Uno

Block Island is my happy place. You know what I'm talking about, the kind of place that makes you feel most relaxed, happy, and at peace.  It's a perfect mix of open beaches, quiet streets, and ice cream. Everyone is friendly and it's just kinda perfect. We went this summer to celebrate my 30th birthday and it was just marvelous. We sun bathed, toured the island on a moped (which I highly recommend), visited the famous bluffs, and ate ourselves silly. I'm almost positive that I had the best meal of my life a The Beachhead--can we say lobster mac-n-cheese? Yup, I went there. And I wasn't sorry about it. It was a great time, that's for damn sure. 

ugly, right?!

 

our home away from home

My Birthday dinner...look at his handsome mug?!

▲▲ A Birthday Wish List ▲▲

There's less than a month to my dirty-30 ! Oh me, oh my! What I love most about birthdays would have to be the sweet little nothings you get as gifts. Birthdays don’t have the same pressure as other gift-giving occasions do (namely, ahem, CHRISTMAS), and sometimes, only sometimes, I feel that birthday gifts are more unique and thoughtful as a result.  If you were to tie me up and make me create a small but AWESOME birthday wish list, this would have to be it.

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On Your Third Birthday

My dearest Oliver,

Today marks your third birthday. I'm pretty proud to say that I've know you your ENTIRE LIFE (minus the first six weeks). You were my first fur baby. I remember the day that I picked you up, I was so excited to get you that I left work early. I created a comfy-cozy sleeping area in the living room. That night you kept me up--crawling on me and getting to know the area.  I'd have to say that it took me an entire year to truly get to know you and your needs. Now though, I'm an Oliver expert. I know what presses your buttons and what gets you excited. You were my first baby, and I love you. Even though you can be a right-nasty-beast sometimes.

All my love,

yo mama