Happy Birthday to Me. Again!

Yesterday it felt like my birthday all over again. I stopped by my mother's house after boot shopping (see below) and my sister had dropped off a gift for me.

Look at this vintagey goodness. A Pyrex cookbook from 1953 (!), a small orange juice glass, and a FireKing mug (which I already used for my chamomile tea). The book was dedicated right to me:

And it was full of great recipes. I can't wait to try this creamy marshmallow frosting:

Thank you, Kate. I love it all. It's the best cookbook I own. My new favorite.

I received some money for my birthday a few weeks ago and decided I was going to buy myself something I normally wouldn't. The money started to dwindle away (on root beer float ingredients and school field trips), so I knew I had to act quickly.

I couldn't decide what I should buy. This only happens once a year, so it's gotta be the right decision. I considered a nice pair of jeans (which I promised myself I would buy this season) and a pair of boots. I searched online and all the boots I liked were $3-, $5-, and $700. Way too much. Waaaay too much.

I decided I would check Marshalls while Spenser was in preschool. I immediately found a pair that I liked, but wasn't sure if it was a good deal or not. I thought I'd check Kohls before making any decisions. So, Sawyer and I drove to Kohls. It was then that I realized if I knew I was getting a good deal, I would be happy buying the first boots. I called Joe and asked him to google the boots to see what they were selling for. Turns out, they were a bargain! (But still the most expensive footwear I own.) I didn't find anything in Kohls that compared to the Merrells, so I went back and snagged the only pair in my size. It was fate. They were meant to be mine.