The Lucky Lady in a Limo

 

I said it once, and I'll say it again; my man knows how a birthday girl ought to be treated.

I worked for ten hours during the day.  And it sucked.  Literally.  I probably sucked a liter of snot out of babies. TMI? Anywho, it was a busy busy day to say the least.  I am grateful for the dear souls at the hospital who made my day special, as well as the sweet family and friends who called/text/facebooked/sent good vibes my way.  It truly made a difference. Thank you. 

 

 

Michael used to have to commute an hour to Salt Lake every day for work. It was a little rough on him to say the least.  He vowed to never drive to Salt Lake again, and I guess he meant it because this sparkling luxerious limousine was our method of transportaition.  So glamorous!

 Twenty-two is fun to do!

 I was having a Justin Bieber moment.

 

 The sunset was to diiiie for!!

 The limo brought us to the Joseph Smith Memorial Building for dinner for two at The Roof.  It was magic.  I could not wipe the smile off my face.  My husband's face, the temple view, my massive flower bouqet, the red velvet cake, and the mind reading piano lady all brought me so much joy.

 

 I kinda cried when the flowers arrived.Everythind was too perfect.  My blessing are many. 

 Yes. Please.

 

 

I love you, Michael.  You make each year sweeter! Viva la Birthdays!